Luyện nghe bài hát It's On

Yo, Ice the say
They can't stay in business with us any
What you do?

We always knew we were gonna to this point sooner or later
We have absolutely no option but to move
We'll to set up our own distribution, manufacturing
Run a totally independent organization and

We still got our in Texas, Miami, New York, Chicago
Detroit, and on the street willing to die
I put any cut on the product, I just can't live like that
But from now on if any get in our way

up the mic dog, so I can get off
Find me Heston and I might cut his head off
I'm not to be with
Step in the of my gauze and get bucked quick

Niggas, hoes, I don't know who you are, my or foes
Smile in my face and plot to me behind doors
I got a new attitude, no
Got me in a corner all a can do is bust

It may be you
gonna be a lot of dead before I'm through
I'm to break off niggas who play me and dis' me
Try to switch from side to side like they me

The damage is
Magazine, you're the first one
You try to dis Chuck, and me
How the you pick us 3?

You punk ain't shit, you're just a bunch of hoes
Makin' off the pros
And when I see I get you in my
I give ass a story to write 'cause it's on, it's on

It's on motherfucker and you turn the shit off
Catch you in the streets and your ass'll get
Bang, bang, bang, 'cause it ain't no
To put in work and watch head burst

A lot of fans ain't shit, let me repeat, a lot of ain't shit
Quick to flip if our group hit
They don't make you but a pop ho bitch
And I don't need ya, I love to ya

All I wanted was a real nigga's praise
But the sad fact
Is that ain't that real motherfuckers these days
Game knows game I know too many who the name
And I can it in the music or the street game

I got hoes that'll work, still got crews that'll hit
Still roll with an clip
And those who think they'll me, doubt it
Those motherfuckers better about it

You'd to let me rap
Ice on the streets?
You don't want that, I break ill
And you after body count the caps I peel, it's on

It's on motherfucker and you can't the shit off
Catch you in the streets and your ass'll get
Bang, bang, bang, 'cause it ain't no
To put in work and watch your jerk, it's on

It's on you goddamn right
It's on, my check, yeah, fool, I write my own
I own my own label put my own out
So no one me what the fuck to talk about

And all the suckas that said I was
You to wake up to my view
I'm fallen off, ha, ha, a joke
You are still unknown and broke

And I'm rich
My fuckin' maid better than you, bitch
So shut trap
When it comes to this of game, you don't know jacks

CIA, FBI, IRS
Try to flip us out for
But they'll never you son
you're broke and you're dumb and you're no threat to no one

Them don't play
I gotta deal with those motherfuckers day
They'd love to get me bars
They a nigga like I'm Carlos Escobar

But in a way I am
Been puttin' dope on the street for years and give a damn
So I'm thinkin' about them,
The real motherfuckin' wanna see me end

It's end up in a bloodbath, no doubt
That's the only way I'm out, it's on

It's on, it's on motherfucker and you can't the shit off
Catch you in the and your ass'll get tossed
Bang, bang, bang, 'cause it ain't no
To put in and watch your head burst, it's on