Luyện nghe bài hát When 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, it's on,
It's on, it's on, on, yeah

I'm a drop top flippin', flippin'
Fifth of yacht sippin',
Dope crack that's going in the strip clubs
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, can't it
If you it, you sow it

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

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

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

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

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

What kind of nigga run his mouth and out everybody?
The kind of nigga that's gone end up a dead body
Yo' wife and children gone be searching for their dear ol'
found his headless body tied 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' door and put you and your babies on the
See you in public who with you let the thang go

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

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

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

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

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

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

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