Luyện nghe bài hát It's On

Yo, Ice the say
They stay in business with us any longer
you gonna do?

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

We still got our connections in Texas, Miami, New York,
Detroit, and soldiers on the street to die
I can't put any cut on the product, I just live like that
But now on if any cops 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 fucked
Step in the range of my and get bucked quick

Niggas, hoes, I know who you are, my friends or foes
Smile in my face and plot to kill me behind
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 dead I'm through
I'm 'bout to break off niggas who play me and me
Try to switch from to side like they whip me

The is done
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 of hoes
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

on motherfucker 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 and watch your head burst

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

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

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

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

It's on motherfucker and you can't turn the 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 goddamn
It's on, my check, yeah, fool, I write my own
I own my own put my own shit out
So no one me what the fuck to talk about

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

And I'm stankin'
My fuckin' maid better than you, bitch
So your 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

Them fools don't
I gotta deal with those every day
love to get me behind bars
They hawk a nigga 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 about them, friend
The real motherfuckin' gangstas see me end

It's gonna end up in a bloodbath, no
That's the way I'm going 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 work and watch your burst, it's on