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

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

a blind date, oh no, I got to see her
The new millennium
Forever it, can't 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 used to rocks, and hit the block
And gun in the bushes and money in my

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

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

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, 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, it's on, 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

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

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

It's cold like ice and snow on a nigga
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 public 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 is for free Mayne
Fuckin' with the game how that shit be Mayne

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

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

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

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

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

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