Luyện nghe bài hát It's On

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

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

We still got our in Texas, Miami, New York, Chicago
Detroit, and soldiers on the street 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 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 friends or
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
gonna be a lot of dead before I'm through
I'm to break off niggas who play me and dis' me
Try to switch from side to side like they me

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

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

It's on motherfucker and you can't 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 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 nigga's praise
But the sad fact
Is that ain't that many real these days
knows game I know too many who plays the name
And I can make it in the music or the street

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

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

It's on you goddamn right
It's on, my check, yeah, fool, I write 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 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
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 broke and you're dumb and you're no to no one

Them fools don't
I gotta deal with those motherfuckers day
love to get me behind bars
They a nigga like 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' 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, it's on motherfucker and you can't 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 your head burst, it's on