Luyện nghe bài hát It's On You

On you
(Smile in my face, behind my back talk trash)
On you
(Mad and stuff 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's death before dishonor, the vest down tight
When you bring the
Now up off mine, and taste it in the raw
Before on the floor galore, in my hardware store

of thirsty crooks
Niggas all acting fishy off the books
pictures of poverty, causing armed robbery
And every last one gets smoked

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

As I supply and
As I build my currency to
Call it progress, when I bless my all respect due
But can keep it real? 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 roll and stroll always pack a tool)
On you
(Just in case, a acts a fool)

Step into the lair,
Where CL's the don and Pete's the
Now praise the high and represent the best
'Cause the number one of black men is stress

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

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

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

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

the beast within me
Beware when it's moving in New York city
The gangster chronicle mob scenes in all directions
The of connections to get your wig split

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

When hell kicks off we lick off keeping mine
stone from the red zone, to each his own
Smile in my face behind my back you trash
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 stuff because they don't cash)
On you
(When I roll and stroll [unverified] always a tool)
On you
(Just in case, a acts a fool)

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

It's all about the 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 so check me as I shoot the gift
Rip rhymes, freestyle
Off top of the every time

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