Luyện nghe bài hát I'm On It

I'm on it, I'm on it
I'm on it, I'm on it
If we talkin' bout money

- Verse 1]
Snap chiller
gold nigga
no tigger, tyga bitches
hundred liquor
no liver
theres hoes on this strip, stripping
a no different
so we hold the though
smash on the bitch brains like meatloaf
the hoe know me she lying, Leo's
pedigree and is so cold, zero
hop in Medino, oops I Medina,
is a bitch better know how to treat her
I don't get in between, my be to win
money heisman rookies of the year

[Tyga - 2]
Raise hell boy yeah I'm hot hello
boy yellow, but my bitch from the ghetto
with the watch it pop, sizzle
you me, better break fast mc griddles
I ain't slow down, keep running your mouth
I'm running the real estate, party in the fucking
my niggas is in the lobby they can't turn us down
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I run town all day 24
150 on the dash even count
keep bitch, ain't shit to talk about

[Lil
Rapper C.E.O.
Fine as flow
Grigio
Niggas fuck with me
the bitches, need the hoes
Life is a motherfucker gamble, Peter
Momma taught me well, and the L
Paper like books just fell
money to make, More pussy to smell
Like yea imma like put that on a scale
New nigga with my dick up in my right hand
Young nigga money longer then a lifespan
Still go to with my Bible on my nightstand
Flyer then a bitch and you ain't even got cha plan

I'm on it..I'm on it..Tuneche!..yea..SooWoo...Soo Woo
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