Luyện nghe bài hát When It's On

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

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

I, pay my, dues and it's the rules 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 strapped up good watchin' my anus
I'm a target
The world's strongest man hitter

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

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 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 get your shit and be gone

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

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

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

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

it's 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 shit and be

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

I was torn this bitch came the streets I was born
Pussy like a little kitty back yellow as
I don't go around poppin' shit wit' 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 nigga to die
For my bread and them that considered me family
Hold it down Mayne I got you we up there wit' granny

as soon as I start writing I start going through physical
Deeper into my I'm so fuckin' lyrical
MJG the realest the truth the
Just call me the competition, I'm still and pimpin'

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

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