Luyện nghe bài hát I'm On It

[Chorus -
I'm on it, I'm on it
I'm on it
If we talking money bitch
I'm on it

1 - Tyga]
Snap chin up
chain nigga
Stripes no Tigger, Tyga,
Hundred proof
no liver
There's hoes in this straight, tripping
A know different
So we hold the E
Smash on the bitch looking like meatloaf
The hoe me close, she lying, Leo's
Pedigree swag is so cold,
Hop in Medino, I meant Modena,
is a bitch better know how to treat her
I get between, my goal be to win
Young Heisman, rookies of the year, bitch

[Verse 2 -
Raise hell boy hell I'm hot hello
Boy yellow, but my bitch black the ghetto
Put the flow want to pop watch the sizzle
You grilling me? Better break fast
I finna slow down, keep running your mouth
I'm the wheel skate, party in the fucking house
My niggas is loud in the lobby they can't shut us
Pop pop a drink drink drink Coke and a smile
No clown, but I hit the then I'm out
I run town all day four miles
A hundred and fifty on the dash even count
fucking bitch, ain't shit to talk about

[Verse 3 - Lil
rapper C.E.O.
Fine as flow
Grigio
Niggas fuck with me
the bitches, need the hoes
Life is a gamble, Peter Rose
Momma taught me well, in the L
Paper everywhere like books fell
More money to make, pussy to smell
Like yeah, I'm a Libra put that on a scale
New Orleans with my dick up in my right hand
Young Money nigga money longer a lifespan
go to sleep with my Bible on my nightstand
Flyer then a bitch and you ain't even got your flight