Luyện nghe bài hát It's On

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

We knew we were gonna come 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 organization and operation

We got our connections in Texas, Miami, New York, Chicago
Detroit, and soldiers on the street to die
I can't put any cut on the product, I just can't 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
in the range of my gauze and get bucked quick

Niggas, hoes, I don't know who you are, my 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 gonna be a lot of dead before I'm
I'm 'bout to break off niggas who me and dis' me
Try to switch side to side like they whip me

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

You punk motherfuckers shit, you're just a bunch of hoes
money off the pros
And when I see I get you in my
I give your ass a story to write 'cause it's on, on

on motherfucker and you can't turn the shit off
Catch you in the streets and your ass'll get
Bang, bang, bang, it ain't no thang
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 don't hit
They make you nothin' 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 many real motherfuckers days
Game knows game I too many who plays 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 with an extra clip
And those who think they'll stop me, it
Those motherfuckers better about it

best to let me rap
Ice back on the
You don't want that, I break ill
And you really after body the caps I peel, it's on

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

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

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

And I'm rich
My fuckin' maid lives better than you,
So shut your
When it comes to this level of game, you know jacks

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

Them don't play
I gotta deal those motherfuckers every day
They'd love to get me behind
They a nigga 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 real motherfuckin' wanna 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 your head burst, it's on