Luyện nghe bài hát When It's On

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

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

Fuck a date, oh no, I got to see her
The new poet
Forever show it, can't 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 to cook rocks, and hit the block
And gun in the bushes and in my sock

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

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

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

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

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

It's like ice and snow 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 public who with you let the thang go

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

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

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

Not do you see a nigga loyal as I
Like that boy 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 call me the competition, I'm stomping and pimpin'

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

When it's on, it's on, it's on, 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, 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 shit and be
When it's on, it's on, 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 it's on, on, it's on, it's on
When on, it's on, it's on, it's on
When it's on, on, it's on, it's on