Luyện nghe bài hát It's On

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

Ha-Ha-Haaaa. Tha Klepto, Bio Killaz, 2-Double-0-To

Ima set the straight, I don't try and be black
This is me mutha fucka, this is how I act
In fact I react with a full attack
Beatin' up dad over a cigarette pack
A in the country bitch, don't ask questions
Spittin' all the wrong in these rap sessions
'cause ima dawg, thoroughbred rot wilier
woman wants to fuck me that makes her the pedophiler
I got more gang ties tha mutha fuckin' Godfather
You wanna start shit bitch? even bother
Just stay home it makes it a lot more
'cause my glock is my baby gurl, I love
We rap for fun and we kill to get
Takin' you greasy mutha out like cascade

Gangsta, Gangsta, Tell'em it's on
We da Killaz On The Run so grab a fuckin gun (Repeated)
Now I'm straight thuggin', mean muggin'
You best tell ya mutha fuckin' to stop buggin'
'cause I'll pistol whip his mutha fuckin' face chin
in his guts a little, then I do it again
'cause you, hit you wit a one two
Ya ass is on the news 'cause tha dunno where I stuck you
you done did it, who you think you kiddin?
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 fuckin deal
We not Bone Thugz, but we thugs to tha
we start threatenin' with chrome, Nigga, It's On

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

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

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