Luyện nghe bài hát It's On

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

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

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

up the mic dog, so I can get off
Find me Charlton and I might cut his head off
I'm not to be with
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 to kill me behind doors
I got a new attitude, no
Got me in a corner all a can do is bust

It may be you
There's be a lot of dead before I'm through
I'm 'bout to break off niggas who play me and me
Try to switch from side to like they whip 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 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 'cause it's on, it's on

It's on motherfucker and you can't turn the off
Catch you in the streets and your get tossed
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 fans ain't
Quick to flip if our 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 nigga's praise
But the sad motherfuckin'
Is that ain't that many real these days
Game game I know too many who plays the name
And I can make it in the or the street game

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

You'd to let me rap
Ice on the streets?
You don't want that, 'cause I ill
And you really after body count the I peel, 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, it ain't no thang
To put in work and watch body jerk, it's on

It's on motherfucker you goddamn
It's on, my royalty check, yeah, fool, I 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 unknown and

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

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

Them fools play
I gotta deal those motherfuckers every day
They'd to get me behind bars
They hawk a nigga I'm Carlos Escobar

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

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

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