Luyện nghe bài hát When It's On

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

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

Fuck a date, oh no, I got to see her
The new millennium
Forever show it, 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 rocks, and hit the block
And gun in the bushes and money in my

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

Even you hate, I still elevate regardless nigga
Step to us boy, look what you done
And we don't care that your arsenal be the largest

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

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

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

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

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

A nigga tell you let business turn personal
Fuck what they say cause for gram a hurtin' you
Niggaz out here hurtin' nothing is for free Mayne
Fuckin' with the game that's how that be Mayne

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

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

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

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

'Cause as soon as I start I start going through physical
Deeper into my spiritual I'm so lyrical
MJG the the truth the definition
call 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 still
I'm still and praying to God, I don't use it

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

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