Luyện nghe bài hát I'm On 3.0

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

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

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

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

4: Tee Grizzley]
Freedom got me like I flown up
Out of prison, I ain't think that I was up
Bunch of rich niggas home, Rollies up
Run up on us, watch how quick I'll the toaster up
Money got me feelin' you can't control us
Servin', watchin' out for the
We used to play the game, play on your
niggas get killed, heart froze up
Picked up them choppas, got to go and
Shootin' everything up, it no ho in us
ain't even last, free bro and them
In Chicago I'm home, on foe and them
Now I'm thinkin' 'cause I see I can make it
Started, fam strugglin', I couldn't 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
I've been out this since '03
Every little red cent and dividend
Has been and acquired
Been legit, and been with the code
I'm colder than December in the winter
Look, I've been out givin' canned goods and
To the children on 34th, nigga, ugh

[Verse 6:
I put you on like socks
Put you on my watch
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 either way 'cause 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,

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

8: Fabolous]
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 more to do?
Well water wet? Well then it's more to get
To my set, and his shorty's set
This game ain't over, it's more left
I rep my city, do it for the set
I gotta talk my shit I'm short of breath
'Cause the is full of niggas tryna off your on switch
Tryna find a place that coffin gon' fit
Me and my niggas on some shit
And we ain't really that off and on shit, I'm on

9: Rick Ross]
Maybach
paper, starin' out the casket
Was a stunna they froze all the assets
Killers at neck 'til you cut a check
You talkin' 'bout the money, nigga, it's at?
Cars for my dogs, do it for the
Right back here tomorrow, nigga,
on my knees, do it for the keep
Do it for the team, or let it be

10: Chamillionaire]
Chamilitary
They thought I was done, but I ain't even stress it
Just at all the dough I got invested
Two years and two billion dollar
And now relevance ain't lookin' that impressive (it ain't)
So glad we ain't chase relevance
And I would 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, that's
We gon' take the House and get back in it
tried to turn us in to the villains like Colin Kaepernick
But it's okay, Gotham needs savin'
You'll fight back but I'ma 'em like Raiden
I fold, I don't quit and don't cave in
Your worst nightmare, Krueger, Wes Craven

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 11:
And I don't he really needs any coachin'
The weather's gettin' hot, Eazy approachin'
up and everybody sees the devotion
I put the work in, I a commotion
Whenever I'm in public, modern-day
Hoes at my wanted selfies
it here and ain't nobody helped us
Now I'm on a path to be
So say, that's 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, couple juice
I'm on now, I don't if the stamp straight
Told I'm the truth like his name is
Can show you what pain is, I'll you what game is, ghost

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, 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 that did it and got away with it
Let the councilor
Not a septic tank, but I'm with the
On my coast, I'm the topic and the
Where I'm it's hella squeeze and heathens' guns bust
I that TD Jakes would come and pray for us
They pimpin', they flockin', they to steal and rob
Backdoor their ones, inside job
why I stay with a stapler, a baby tomahawk
Life or death situations in I gotta pop
I made a promise to the lord that keep it funky
switched, never sell my soul for money
I always been for right, maybe what's wrong
Now I'm on the most requested song
Since a teen, I was my thing, magazine
On the 1300 block, we had a
I had a mil' at the age of 19
In the kitchin' birdies with no wings
The best come from the gravel, the slums
Empty rack with spaghetti sauce jars up crumbs
It ain't easy bein' on for 30 years to see the and glamour
But not the blood, and tears
I'm an old ass youngsta, bruh, I'm a vet
Wid It Records, sellin' cassettes before the internet
I never made a mixtape in my
But one day I'ma do it for my fans, the people saved my life
I'm on

[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,