Luyện nghe bài hát When It's On

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

I'm just a drop top flippin',
Fifth of sippin', sippin'
Dope crack that's 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 poet
Forever show it, blow it
If you it, you sow it

I, pay my, and it's the rules that I play by
Carry the team I'm A I
I to cook rocks, and hit the block
And gun in the and money in my sock

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm still with Diddy, still fuck wit the hood
I got the key to the city, the streets is all
My is all wood, my gun is still secluded
I'm still hoping and praying to God, I use it

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

When it's on, it's on, 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
it's on, you better get your 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, on, it's on, it's on
When it's on, it's on, on, it's on