Luyện nghe bài hát It's On

3 million, 4 million, 5
Haha, we gon' need a money

It's on, it's on, it's on, on...

[Talking over of "It's on"]
September 18th, the is done baby
Yeah! Victory!
Uh, Mixtape Messiah, I'm on
And you know man...

I'm so of getting cheddar, my cheddar be getting mad
I told my cheddar chill, money hid my stash
I'm so far into the future, I can't see the past
I'm the ish, maybe give a baby diaper rash
So greedy my hand look like it's in need of cash
I'm so greedy that my hand look like been eating grass
Want to see the zoo? You even need a pass
The in my garage, how can you not see the jag?
You think you can stop my cash, and I'ma you how
9-1-1 are the snitch buttons on the
I put so jewels on the table on a tile
To push all the ice off, you gon' need a plough
I be it and killing it like Jason in a mask
Man this done asked me if Texas rap will last
And Roscoes, chicken and waffles on the table, fat
Or in the middle of Mr. Chiles, a table on my town
means I ain't local so don't ask me bout a grill
I am untouchable so don't ask me how I
Real people ain't to say it so don't ask me if I'm real
Make a girl squeal, her acting like a seal
I turned on the news, Paris going to jail
I got gold diggers in jail that say is for sale
I me having money is the truth cause my deal
talked, looked at me like "You, you God, hail"
My money is my money, my ain't a little
I open up the safe and there's in the middle
The Victory is coming, for now here goes the
a 170 thousand in the colour of a skittle?
What is it? What is it? The candy stuff I it
Just in my garage, you can't even say what isn't
A digit, a digit, add another digit
The bank is like my so the safe is what I visit
So listen, Chamillionaire is to snatch the crown
No matter of fact, just it back cause I've already got it now
I'm so up, and rap is like a child
When I'm talking, hope you ain't talking back before I my hand and pow!
My versatile, no copy in my style
The printer of my ink, you gon' make a how?
That's suicide, call a gravedigger now
He'll be digging a hole in back yard like a child
Soul got karma, hip-hop got
Tell the Internet stands, I said I'm number one
My Victory is done, who's sick? It's me, it's
I'm getting at like Superhead's tongue
My nuts weigh a tonne, they than your gun
No homo but my flow's so good I I'm bout to cum
...Uhh, can't prevent it, warming
what I'm talking bout? Haha I think its bout to start storming
I you at your show but wait til you finish performing
I show up at your residence while is yawning
Phoenix Arizona, nuts in the morning
I at your crib early giving juice to woman
H-Town, Texas, I know Hollywood boys
That can hit a ball in the sky with good points
I watch ?Homer? but ladies get moist
I'll make a girl scream and sound like it's a noise
Rappers bow down to the sound of my
I'm the rapper that you and the south, good choice
Got big Tonka trucks that sound like toys
And I got homeboys five 9's like Royce
You choice, be stinging like a Cobra
When my homies get it popping like a
Cola, if not Chamillionaire then it's over
Top of the charts, hit it like a Cobra