Luyện nghe bài hát It's On You

On you
(Smile in my face, behind my back they trash)
On you
(Mad and because they don't have cash)
On you
(When I roll and stroll [unverified] always a tool)
On you
(Just in case, a acts a fool)

It's death before dishonor, strap the down tight
you bring the drama
Now up off mine, and taste it in the raw
snipers on the floor galore, in my hardware store

Nightmares of crooks
all acting fishy working off the books
Painting pictures of poverty, armed robbery
And provoke last one gets smoked

No doubt for real it's like
Where thugs pull caps and always keep a knife
'Cause on the strip fare's inevitable hot steel's incredible
And it's a pride the revolution be televised

As I and demand
As I my currency to expand
it progress, when I bless my territory all respect due
But can keep it real? It's on you

On you
(Smile in my face, my back they talk trash)
On you
(Mad and stuff because they have cash)
On you
(When I roll and stroll [unverified] always a tool)
On you
(Just in case, a acts a fool)

into the dragon's lair,
Where the don and Pete's the creator
Now the most high and represent the best
'Cause the number one of black men is stress

The armed and dangerous, the
Couldn't stop the homicide of youth
Penetrating your body parts with hollow point
You fraud 'cause vengeance is mine said the

Indeed my own now turns greedy
Out of twelve of my soldiers, one will me
With in the game, shame the family and push
My black ass straight into a terrifying

The empire's at stake mastering the streets
Devil the won't break and turn snake
For Pete's sake you gotta be to the crew
So if niggas want to set it, on you

On you
(Smile in my face, my back they talk trash)
On you
(Mad and stuff because they have cash)
On you
(When I roll and [unverified] always pack a tool)
On you
(Just in case, a acts a fool)

Capture the within me
when it's moving deep in New York city
The diabolical gangster chronicle mob scenes in all
The type of connections to get your wig

Submit the wanted posted
Chickens spots for major you get toasted
To the piece, I release firepower, only I'm controlling
We put in work and got the brothers rolling

When hell kicks off we lick off keeping hard
stone from the red zone, to each his own
Smile in my face behind my you talk trash
But my pockets hit and my Lexus crashed

But not in your wildest dreams hear my name in all the
And all the schemes, I in queens
The veronville's my capital, so memorize the
Then give you two more to get off these nuts, it's on you

On you
(Smile in my face, behind my back talk trash)
On you
(Mad and because they don't have cash)
On you
(When I roll and stroll always pack a tool)
On you
(Just in case, a acts a fool)

it, Grap Luva, if you're in the house
Just get on the mic and show 'em what all about

It's all the wicked check one two
'Cause I rips a and pass it to my crew
I don't no brew, I smoke nuff spliffs
I don't have no riffs so check me as I shoot the
Rip rhymes, freestyle
Off top of the dome every

I'm glad this shit is on tape
So I can escape into the beat and nuff papes
to God
Kicking freestyle rhymes