Luyện nghe bài hát It's On

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

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

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

I'm so tired of getting cheddar, my cheddar be mad
I my cheddar chill, money hid inside my stash
I'm so far into the future, I even see the past
I'm the ish, baby give a baby diaper rash
So that my hand look like it's in need of cash
I'm so greedy that my hand look like it's been eating
to see the zoo? You don't 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 on the dial
I put so jewels on the table on a tile
To push all the ice off, you gon' need a snow
I be drilling it and killing it 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 of Mr. Chiles, putting a table on my town
That means I ain't so don't ask me bout a grill
I am untouchable so ask me how I feel
people ain't have to say it so don't ask me if I'm real
Make a girl squeal, have her like a seal
I turned on the news, Paris Hilton to jail
I got gold diggers in jail that say is for sale
I know me having is the truth cause my deal
Just talked, at me like "You, you God, hail"
My money is my money, my ain't a little
I open up the and there's money in the middle
The Victory is coming, for now here the riddle
a 170 thousand in the colour of a skittle?
What is it? What is it? The candy stuff I it
look in my garage, you can't even say what isn't
A digit, a digit, add another digit
The bank is like my homie so the is what I visit
So listen, Chamillionaire is about to snatch the
No matter of fact, just it back cause I've already got it now
I'm so grown up, and rap is like a
When I'm talking, hope you ain't talking back I lift my hand and pow!
My style's versatile, no 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 your back yard like a
got karma, hip-hop got ?karm/calm?
Tell the Internet stands, that I I'm number one
My Victory is done, who's It's me, it's none
I'm at everybody like Superhead's tongue
My nuts a tonne, they bigger than your gun
No homo but my flow's so I think I'm bout to cum
...Uhh, can't prevent it, global
Know what I'm talking bout? Haha I think its bout to storming
I you at your show but wait til you finish performing
I show up at your residence while roosters is
Like Phoenix Arizona, in the morning
I at your early giving juice to your woman
Like H-Town, Texas, I know Hollywood
can hit a golf ball in the sky with good points
I ?Homer? flicks but ladies get moist
I'll make a girl scream and like it's a good 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 don't sound like
And I got homeboys five 9's like Royce
You choice, better be stinging a Cobra
When my homies get it popping like a
Cola, if not Chamillionaire then it's over
Top of the charts, I'ma hit it a Cobra