Luyện nghe bài hát That's On Me (Remix)

[Intro: Yella
That's on me,
On Da Beat

[Pre-Chorus: Yella Beezy & 2
Yeah, you can if you wanna, but not on me, baby
And nah, I takin' no losses, yeah I got heat, baby
No, I don't nothin' 'bout dozin', no, I don't sleep, baby
You niggas gassin' me, nigga, yeah I'm on E, baby (2 Chainz)

1: 2 Chainz]
I the strippers, Pitino
Mixin' with Valentino
I wore a pinky ring for the vino
I it G, like it's ten C-notes
I the beat just like I'm Deebo
I my shot like a free throw
Opportunity was knockin' at your
But nigga was blockin' the
One and a half on a
I bet she forget it (Never)
I bet you is deadly (Deadly)
your dreadlocks to spaghetti (Fire)
I got my niggas on (Hello?)
You got some niggas on
Pay no to y'all
Got too cushion to fall
Richard Muir,
on me baby
That bitch cost one-fifty (How you got?)
And I bought three (Damn)
You know what's on
Stop me baby
I'm the big dog
You need to baby

2: T.I.]
Yella my dog, see all this shit I got on
With a of expensive cologne
Got her all in the
Slurpin' six in the morn'
Switch up a hit and the homie, she it
Be for a while and be on in a moment
run from me, walk right up on the opponent
From rappin' to trappin', I'm truly the
still tryna see how I do everything
From movies to business to politics, real
Used to take risks with this shit on the
Now I make moves to sure my kids is straight
Hold up, let me get this
A giraffe shouldn't be worried 'bout the ways of a
One eat from the and one eat from the dirt
You tough on song but you timid in person
That shit counterfeit, shouldn't get for your verses
Dick be so good, make her go in her
That's how I out PeeWee went in the purp
Now all I demand is all the
in this bitch and I had it my way
Gon' die for respect, let's get out the way
for smoke, you can have it your way
With patience to spare, I don't happen to
And that, nigga Dime Trap on the way, on me

Yella Beezy]
Got all designer on me, on me, baby, yeah
That's on me, baby, yeah, on me, baby, yeah
These niggas be lyin' on me, that's on me, baby,
on me, baby, yeah, yeah that's on me, baby, yeah
All these diamonds on me, on me, baby, yeah
That's on me, baby, yeah, that's on me, baby,
Keep that up on me, yeah that's on me, baby, yeah
That's on me, baby, yeah, that's on me, baby,

[Verse 3: the Kid]
Ayy, on me, I keep them blue strips (Blue strips)
She lickin' on me like Whip (What?)
a ho, I got a new bitch (New bitch)
New Bentley, on my shit (Ooh)
Might get the truck too, ooh
Got a new chopper, shoot (Grah)
Got a bitch jumpin' through the (Hoop)
Got a rack, it's to the roof (Rack, rack, rack)
I got girl, she on me (She on me)
She bad, I leave her lonely (Nah)
Why the Rollie phony? (What?)
Why these niggas tryna me? (Clone me)
Drip (Drip), I keep thing on my hip (Hip)
She bad, might a tip (Tip)
on me, make a flip (Flip)
Ooh, she slippin' spring water (Spring water)
You a trick, put a bag on her (Bag on her)
I trip, I got cash on me
I was broke, had no racks on me (Rack rack rack rack)
Ooh, pull off like the Men in (Men in Black)
Maybach, in the of the 'Bach (Back)
I was broke, had to keep me a
She was callin' so I might her back

[Verse 4:
My dog me a nine, I ain't never looked back (Never looked back)
Seats in the Mulsanne look cooked crack (Off-White)
D&G on the G, shoes quarter key (Damn)
I'm all about the alphabet, watch a couple B's (Woo)
Got it Houston, took Atlanta, straight cross state lines (State lines)
My dog hit me from the feds, talked to him on FaceTime (Hello?)
Yeah, pussies on the G, G (Fuck 'em)
Streets on the G, G
Bad bitch in my room, to pop that pussy like Dom P (Ayy)
Go hard, no (Sleep)
on my feet (Feet)
Real hustler, one point five on the counter week (Damn)
the way I was raised, keep it G baby (G baby)
G for Givenchy, that's on me baby

Yella Beezy]
All these diamonds on me, that's on me, baby,
That's on me, baby, yeah, on me, baby, yeah
Keep that iron up on me, that's on me, baby, yeah
on me, baby, yeah, that's on me, baby, yeah

[Verse 5: Badazz]
These niggas don't play on my corner, they got heat
They go Oak Cliff with chopper, dirty D baby
We on that molly water, we don't baby (No sleepin')
I hit your daughter, I'm the father, that's on me (I'm your dad)
All these on me, Gucci designer on me (Turn up)
Your baby mama on me (Turn up), that fire up on me, Siamese
In that foreign, two (Yeah)
They on me, I'm free (I'm free)
That bitch sexy, if she end up pregnant, you me
I skeet skeet
I got a lot of money, but I got needs baby (Needs baby)
So if I tell you I ain't got it, don't be tryna count my
I got a whole lot of fans, love me baby (They love me)
The baddest bitch up in the for me (Facts)
And that's on me (And that's on me)

6: Trapboy Freddy]
Steady stack these commas
Yella Beezy, nah see this comin'
that blue, know you see these hundreds
Ball all winter, we gon' in the summer
All she wanted was a Trapboy
I used to want to be like Bad Boy
Instead I had bags on the dashboard
Hood still tryna get a passport
nigga drippin' in water
You better where you walkin'
I know you heard them
I been the man since
you can snooze if you want
And I'll be in your dreams
That on me baby
I was sellin' at 13 baby
My niggas on lock, gotta send 'em some
I send 'em pictures, I send 'em some letters
I'm this cheddar, I'm back and I'm better
I'm than leather
Red steppin', I'm fly as a feather
Can get you whatever, any time,
They diggin' this shit, gotta buy a new
I'm higher than the sky, tryna the weather
You can if you want, you gon' die if you test us

Yella Beezy]
Got all designer on me, that's on me, baby,
That's on me, baby, yeah, on me, baby, yeah
These be lyin' on me, that's on me, baby, yeah
That's on me, baby, yeah, that's on me, baby, yeah
All these diamonds on me, on me, baby, yeah
on me, baby, yeah, that's on me, baby, yeah
Keep iron up on me, yeah that's on me, baby, yeah
That's on me, baby, yeah, that's on me, baby,