Luyện nghe bài hát It's On

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

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

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 from now on if any get in our way

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

Niggas, hoes, I know who you are, my friends or foes
Smile in my face and to kill me behind 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 play me and me
Try to switch side to side like they whip me

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

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

It's on motherfucker and you turn the shit off
Catch you in the streets and your get tossed
Bang, bang, bang, 'cause it no thang
To put in work and watch your head

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

All I ever wanted was a real nigga's
But the sad motherfuckin'
Is that ain't many real motherfuckers these days
Game game I know too many who plays 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 roll with an 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 I peel, it's on

It's on and you can't turn the shit off
Catch you in the streets and your get tossed
Bang, bang, bang, it ain't no thang
To put in work and watch your body jerk, on

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

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

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

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

Them fools don't
I gotta deal with those motherfuckers day
love to get me behind bars
They hawk a like I'm Carlos Escobar

But in a way I am
Been puttin' on the street for years 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
the only way I'm going out, it's on

It's on, it's on motherfucker and you 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 and watch your head burst, it's on