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 brother a fool)

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

of thirsty crooks
Niggas all acting working off the books
Painting pictures of poverty, armed robbery
And provoke every one gets smoked

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

As I supply and
As I build my currency to
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, 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 brother a fool)

Step the dragon's lair,
CL's the don and Pete's the creator
Now praise the most high and represent the
'Cause the number one killer of men is stress

The and dangerous, the bulletproof
stop the homicide of another youth
Penetrating your body parts with hollow shells
You fraud vengeance is mine said the lord

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

The empire's at stake mastering the streets
the mental won't break and turn snake
For Pete's sake you gotta be 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 don't have cash)
On you
(When I and stroll [unverified] always pack a tool)
On you
(Just in case, a acts a fool)

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

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

When kicks off we lick off keeping mine hard
Like from the red zone, to each his own
Smile in my face my back you talk trash
But my pockets hit empty and my Lexus

But not in your wildest dreams my name in all the scandals
And all the schemes, I rest in
The my capital, so memorize the cuts
Then give you two more seconds to get off these nuts, 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 and stroll [unverified] always pack 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
I rips a microphone and pass it to my crew
I don't no brew, I smoke nuff spliffs
I don't have no riffs so me as I shoot the gift
Rip rhymes, rhymes
Off top of the dome time

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