Luyện nghe bài hát It's On You

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

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

Nightmares of crooks
Niggas all acting fishy working off the
Painting pictures of poverty, causing armed
And provoke every last one gets

No doubt for real like wildlife
Where thugs forever pull caps and keep a knife
'Cause on the ware fare's inevitable hot steel's incredible
And it's a pride the revolution won't be

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

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

Step into the lair,
CL's the don and Pete's the creator
Now praise the most high and the best
'Cause the one killer of black men is stress

The and dangerous, the bulletproof
Couldn't the homicide of another youth
your body parts with hollow point shells
You fraud 'cause vengeance is mine the lord

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

The whole empire's at stake mastering the
Devil the mental break and turn snake
For sake you gotta be true to the crew
So if niggas to set it, it's on you

On you
(Smile in my face, behind my back they trash)
On you
(Mad and stuff because they don't 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
Beware when it's moving deep in New city
The diabolical gangster chronicle mob scenes in all
The type of connections to get wig split

the wanted signs posted
Chickens spots for knots you get toasted
To the head piece, I release firepower, I'm controlling
We put in work and got the right brothers

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

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

On you
(Smile in my face, behind my they talk 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 brother a fool)

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

It's all about the wicked one two
'Cause I rips a microphone and it to my crew
I don't drink no brew, I nuff spliffs
I don't no riffs so check me as I shoot the gift
Rip rhymes, rhymes
Off top of the every time

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