Luyện nghe bài hát When It's On

It's on, it's on, it's on,
It's on, it's on, it's on,
It's on, it's on, on, yeah
It's on, it's on, on, yeah

I'm just a top flippin', flippin'
Fifth of sippin', sippin'
Dope crack going in the strip clubs tippin'
M J G ah, P I M P Ah

a blind date, oh no, I got to see her
The new millennium
show it, can't blow it
If you it, you sow it

I, pay my, dues and the rules that I play by
Carry the team I'm A I
I used to cook rocks, and hit the
And gun in the bushes and in my sock

Shit, I had hoes way before I was famous
I was in the hood up good watchin' my anus
I'm a splitter
The world's strongest man hardest

Even though you hate, I still regardless nigga
to us boy, look what you done started
And we even care that your arsenal be the largest

When it's on, it's on, on, it's on
When it's on, you better get your shit and be
it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
When it's on, you better get your and be gone

When it's on, on, it's on, it's on
When it's on, you get your shit and be gone
it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
When on, you better get your shit and be gone

Look, you niggaz play too much you need to pump yo' brakes
Keep a heater nigga need for them snakes
Right in my face caught a case to defend my space
Dodging snitches police niggaz state to state

What kind of run his mouth and snitch out everybody?
The kind of nigga that's gone end up a dead body
Yo' wife and children gone be searching for dear ol' daddy
found his headless body tied up in a dark alley

It's cold like ice and on a nigga soul
For bricks or snow, niggaz will fuck you like a hoe
yo' door and put you and your babies on the floor
See you in fuck who with you let the thang go

A nigga you don't let business turn personal
Fuck what they say cause for gram a hurtin' you
Niggaz out here hurtin' fool nothing is for free
Fuckin' with the game that's how that be Mayne

When it's on, it's on, it's on, on
When it's on, you get your shit and be gone
When it's on, it's on, it's on, on
When it's on, you get your shit and be gone

it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
When it's on, you better get your and be gone
it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
When it's on, you better get shit and be gone

I was torn this bitch came from the streets I was
Pussy like a little kitty back as corn
I don't go around poppin' shit niggaz who talkin'
Them niggaz talkin' no more closed coffin

Not often do you see a loyal as I
Like boy from best eye nigga ready to die
For my bread and them niggaz that me family
Hold it down Mayne I got you 'til we up there wit'

'Cause as soon as I start writing I going through physical
Deeper into my spiritual I'm so fuckin'
MJG the realest the the definition
Just me the competition, I'm still stomping and pimpin'

I'm still working with Diddy, still wit the hood
I got the key to the city, the is all good
My leather is all wood, my gun is secluded
I'm still and praying to God, I don't use it

it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
When it's on, you better get your and be gone
When it's on, on, it's on, it's on
it's on, you better get your shit and be gone

When on, it's on, it's on, it's on
When it's on, you better get shit and be gone
When it's on, on, it's on, it's on
When it's on, you better get shit and be gone

When it's on, it's on, on, it's on
When it's on, it's on, it's on, on
When it's on, it's on, on, it's on
When it's on, it's on, it's on, on