Luyện nghe bài hát It's On

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

All I ever wanted was a real praise
But the sad motherfuckin'
Is that ain't that many 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 still got that'll work, still got crews that'll hit
Still with an extra clip
And those who think they'll stop me, it
Those motherfuckers think about it

best to let me rap
Ice on the streets?
You want that, 'cause I break ill
And you really after body count the caps I peel, on

on motherfucker and you can't 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 your body jerk, it's on

It's on motherfucker you right
It's on, my royalty check, yeah, fool, I 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 I was through
You to wake up to my view
I'm off, ha, ha, that's a joke
You motherfuckers are unknown and broke

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

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

fools don't play
I deal with those motherfuckers every day
love to get me behind bars
They hawk a nigga like I'm Carlos

But in a way I am
Been puttin' dope on the street for and don't give a damn
So I'm about them, friend
The motherfuckin' gangstas wanna see me end

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

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