Luyện nghe bài hát I'm On 3.0

[Intro: tha Truth]
They say times the charm, huh? I got ya

[Verse 1: Trae tha
Yeah, all gas, fast, livin' somethin' was speedin'
Ashy to classy, now I bless 'em like someone who
I'm only to give 'em pressure, bitch, picture me squeezin'
Against the like I was Pac, wasn't nobody believin'
Nothin' deceivin', know the truth, what the you was needin'?
Gather evenin' for the one, reputation was steamin'
Vision me gleamin' from the mud, ain't no point in you
I'm motivation for the who nobody was feedin'
still give 'em the same kick
Started the sideline, now I'm in game 6
Spit and make 'em it like they're stuck on the same disc
Work, I give 'em new, never stretchin' the same
Never the same chick, yeah I'm still on same shit
Cop me a new spot, tryna see where the fits
Picture me with a crown, to that where my name sits
Galaxy in the ceilin' just to show 'em what gets

2: T.I.]
In the of the jungle walkin' through the fire
You beat the charge if you show up an alibi
wild in the city, no direction
All we know is get dough, run up the checks and
I'm self-made, wasn't made for the
Get paid, jail and the cemetery
You better for the stars, take your best shot
You let them haters kill your dream, your ass be out, forreal

3: Dave East]
Fill a Backwood with nicks
V6, cut the coke,
Squeeze clips if ever we hear he snitched
I'm allergic to broke in the precinct
Found out my man was hatin' and we speak since
Barney's, can't add up the paper we spent
get drunk, I'm tokin', I got a P bent
I touched a million, ain't sleep since, on

4: Tee Grizzley]
Freedom got me feelin' like I up
Out of prison, I think that I was blowin' up
Bunch of young rich home, Rollies up
Run up on us, watch how quick lift the toaster up
got me feelin' like you can't control us
Servin', out for the patrollers
We used to play the game, play on controllers
Seen get killed, heart froze up
up them choppas, got to go and duck
Shootin' up, it ain't no ho in us
Shit ain't even last, free bro and
In Chicago I'm home, that's on foe and
Now I'm thinkin' 'cause I see I can make it
Started, fam strugglin', I take it
You got it out the mud, I got it out the
I to miss payments, got the title, dare you try to take it

5: Royce da 5'9"]
OG
Never vision or livin' goal-free
Never writ it
been out gettin' this since '03
Every little red and every dividend
Has been counted and
Been legit, legal and with the code
I'm colder than in the winter cold
Look, been out givin' canned goods and clothes
To the children on 34th, nigga, ugh

[Verse 6:
I could put you on socks
Put you on like my
Put you on the block, you can get off
Put you on the right lot, you can get coke
Put you on like a
Put you on in my
Got the stars in the ceilin', the Wraith
Got the top in the trunk, a don
I could give it to a nigga either way I'm on, L

D.R.A.M., Gary Clark, Jr., & Mark Morrison]
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on,

[Verse 7: Snoop
Wakin' up, feelin' good, through the neighborhood
Do or die, every day, I 'em in a different way
I take no mess, get it off of my chest
be dressed to impress, no stress, fresh
Off the east side, Trae called me up and
"Unc I'ma you on the b-side"
So I through, ah, mic checked, one-two, uh
real funky, kinda smell like manure
Eight cars, eight
Return of the mack with these hot eight
through it, dip through it
This is the shit make you get to it
down, give it up, pour it up
Now drink it up, it up
Light it up, how you feel,
See you in high definition with a mothafuckin' real

[Verse 8:
And day I'm on
And if I wasn't, why would I say I'm on?
Get an M and get low, the Dre I'm on
Get a B in blue, the Jay I'm on
on sidelines watchin' what play I'm on
I a audible, that's what a baller do
They keep askin' me, is there to do?
Well ain't water wet? Well then more to get
To my set, and his shorty's set
This ain't over, it's more quarters left
I rep my city, do it for the set
I gotta talk my shit I'm short of breath
'Cause the world is of niggas tryna off your on switch
Tryna find a that your coffin gon' fit
Me and my niggas on confidente shit
And we ain't really feelin' off and on shit, I'm on

[Verse 9: Ross]
Music
Chasin' paper, out the casket
Was a stunna 'til froze all the assets
Killers at your neck 'til you cut a
You talkin' the money, nigga, where it's at?
Cars for my dogs, do it for the
Right back tomorrow, nigga, inshallah
on my knees, do it for the keep
Do it for the team, or let it be

10: Chamillionaire]
Chamilitary
thought I was done, but really I ain't even stress it
Just look at all the dough I got
Two years and two billion dollar
And now your relevance ain't lookin' impressive (it ain't)
So glad we ain't gotta relevance
And I like to thank the dead presidents
For not livin' forever-ever,
For all of them that passed, I've been gettin' paid since
Be okay, still paid, still it
We gon' stay, courtside, accurate
We take the White House and get back in it
They tried to us in to the villains like Colin Kaepernick
But it's okay, Gotham City needs
You'll back but I'ma shock 'em like Raiden
I don't fold, I don't quit and cave in
Your worst nightmare, Krueger, Wes Craven

[Chorus: D.R.A.M., Clark, Jr., & Mark Morrison]
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on,

[Verse 11:
And I don't think he needs any coachin'
The weather's gettin' hot, Eazy approachin'
up and everybody sees the devotion
I put the work in, I cause a
Whenever I'm in public, modern-day
Hoes at my shows selfies
Made it here and ain't helped us
Now I'm on a to be great
So they say, what everybody tells us

[Verse 12: P]
Raised knee-deep in the game
If I had two guns up then they was both
Saturday mornin', I'm watchin' Soul
Eatin' food, lo-mein
Now I'm plant-based, juice bars
I'm on now, I don't care if the straight
Told I'm the truth like his name is
Can show you what pain is, I'll you what game is, ghost

[Chorus: D.R.A.M., Gary Clark, Jr., & Mark
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on, I'm on

[Verse 13:
Ayy Trae, let the speak
E-40! The best ever did it and got away with it
Let the speak
Not a tank, but I'm with the shit
On my coast, I'm the topic and the
Where I'm it's hella squeeze and heathens' guns bust
I wish that TD Jakes come and pray for us
They pimpin', they flockin', they to steal and rob
Backdoor their loved ones, job
That's why I stay with a stapler, a tomahawk
Life or situations in case I gotta pop
I made a promise to the that I'ma keep it funky
Never switched, never sell my for money
I always been for right, that's what's wrong
Now I'm on the most requested song
Since a teen, I was doin' my thing,
On the 1300 block, we had a
I had a quarter at the age of 19
In the kitchin' cookin' birdies with no
The best rappers come the gravel, the slums
Empty rack with sauce jars rockin' up crumbs
It ain't easy bein' on for 30 years to see the glitter and
But not the blood, sweat and
I'm an old ass youngsta, bruh, I'm a vet
Wid It Records, sellin' cassettes before the internet
I never a mixtape in my life
But one day I'ma do it for my fans, the people that saved my
I'm on

[Chorus: D.R.A.M., Gary Clark, Jr., & Morrison]
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on,