Luyện nghe bài hát It's On

Welcome mutha fuckaz, to Murda Fo Free, I be Sinna.

Ha-Ha-Haaaa. Tha Klepto, Bio Killaz, Tha-3

Ima set the straight, I don't try and be black
This is me mutha fucka, is how I really act
In I react with a full blown attack
Beatin' up your dad a cigarette pack
A in the country bitch, don't ask questions
Spittin' all the wrong lessons in these rap
'cause yeah ima dawg, thoroughbred rot
Your woman wants to fuck me that her the pedophiler
I got more gang than tha mutha fuckin' Godfather
You wanna start shit bitch? Don't even
Just home it makes it a lot more easier
'cause my is my baby gurl, I love squeezin'er
We rap for fun and we to get paid
Takin' you greasy mutha out like cascade

Gangsta, Gangsta, that it's on
We da Killaz On The Run so grab a mutha gun (Repeated)
Now I'm straight thuggin', straight mean
You best tell ya mutha homeboy to stop buggin'
'cause I'll pistol his mutha fuckin' bitch face chin
Stomp in his guts a little, then I do it
fuck you, hit you wit a one two
Ya ass is on the 'cause tha cops dunno where I stuck you
Nigga you done did it, who you think you
Don'tcha worry about ya family Saint Sinna'z
Honky got pissed so I took of ya
Prematurely ya, In the cemetaria
Check tha name suckaz, Bio Killaz fo
We live up to tha killa part of tha mutha deal
We not Thugz, but we thugs to tha bone
Once we start with chrome, Nigga, It's On

Gangsta, Gangsta, Tell'em that on
We da Killaz On The Run so grab a mutha gun (Repeated)

So we once again, this time we makin' noise
And On like a fat bitch on a ride at Cedar Point
We mutha fuckin' niggaz as the Bio Killaz
(Tha what?) Killaz, Killaz,
That's right muh remember tha name
'cause it's our time to gain fame in tha rap
Lyrics to ya brain, I'm it, and cramming it
And slammin' it, God it
Legally psycho for failing anger
why, before any mutha fuckaz every heard of ya
I'll murder ya, Yeah right lemme repeat it, I'll murder ya
I don't give a fuck nuthin, tick tockin' like a bomb
And about to blow up in your face it's on

Sinno, Saint Sizzle, Saint Sinna
Takin' out you weak all dinna
I'm a thug, and you bitches all 8-Tracks
I stick in ya mind like tha duck Aflac
A baseball bat upside ya mutha head
You best back before I do it again
Mutha fuckaz spreadin' words that they that ain't right
I a night ain't a night unless it starts with a fight
alright, that's tight, I'll til' dawn
But tommorow's anotha day so best believe that On