Luyện nghe bài hát I'm On

I'm on, I'm on, I'm on
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I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on
I'm on, I'm on, I'm on

[Lupe
Yeah, glitterati, big and tall swings
Devil on me, and Allsaints
Playing field levelling the lane
Throw stones at your bones, kick pebbles at pane
Swear they go hard, but they sold in the pain
Trying to but he came
Lord have mercy, but we be having that
so hungry, rapping that thirsty
Think fast, fast women like Joyner-Kersee
life like born on Wednesday and died on Thursday
Fast money Zakat al-fitr, break fast
Slow my roll break pads
Because if you run the
just might stop you niggas
Rodney King on the dome, just things I'm on

[Trae Tha
I'm on this one way where the slums play
If I don't it, then somebody tell my sons pray
first class, headed for the runway
Real shit, I got to make it one day
Sick of times so I tell them to fall back
in all white but the Phantom is all black
For everything I lost them I want it all back
Everyone who left me for nothing tell them to back
They ain't authentic, tell them I even relate
Minus the love like I was something to hate
Tell them now
The world looking out, on the front row
Everybody looking at
I to have dark nights now it's bright lights
Daytime bus pass, now it's flights
Had a man swag now it's priced right
Always a piece of the pie, now it's sliced right
Yeah, you can tell I'm home
The streets in need of a king, you can em I'm home
to be at the bottom, tell them it wasn't for long
Now I'm always in the like I never was gone
I'm home, tell them I'm they couldn't cut off
Try to hit the switch if you want, I gone cut off
A hundred thousand a true, I ain't gone shut off
Anything in the way is get permanantly shut off

[Big
Never letting go, although sometimes I split like banana for heels
My is so legit, know the scent everytime I pick up the microphone and spit
Eyes wide, open, like you on a doctor's visit
But this ain't or rocket science
This a little tune to you motivated and inspired
I am not a motivational but people get easilly motivated
When they BIG reeking
Havoc on the track boy, grab it it tight
My city, growl with me, hoochi hoo'ing through the sky
of fly, bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon
Rocking shoes I'm on

You know me, breeze, a nigga high
Rather live alone than live a lie
I'm in the zone, phone pros me comfy
Got squares, squares cover my luggage
I'm in love with some women, in love with my mother
I'm in love with my God, less in love this money
And my loving is off, got a bigger
Out in Vegas with broads, about as thick as
My is ammunition if this is war
They can't run, they can't run, is a war
Got indurance, forever under purists
I put my breath in motherfucker
They better it
Good rhythm, bad women and lyrics
My only to get rich and never marry
these niggas the pink slip when they appear
And I ain't tripping, my only the mirror.

Khalifa]
Remember they to be like who is this
Now I'm up in bitch
Smoking weed out in they bringing me fish and chips
of this as a youngin
Who know be the life that I really live
Now I'm flying on trips, and owners giving me gifts
Don't got to shop, I aint for shit
This Audemar on my wrist, got it than miss
Older people looking at me "How I bought all of this?"
I say "I got it from grinding, timing"
Started at the bottom, ain't afraid to it
Took something rough and turn it to a
It come easy, had to find it
And now you can't say I got game I define it
Nigga I'm on like the and if I ever fall off
I'll be on the same night
Me and my we on the same flight
I don't need the stress
Smoking Khaled, my the best