Luyện nghe bài hát When It's On

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

I'm just a top flippin', flippin'
of yacht 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
the team like I'm A I
I to cook rocks, and hit the block
And gun in the bushes and money in my

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

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

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, it's on, 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

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

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

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

A nigga tell you don't let turn personal
Fuck they 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 your and be gone
When it's on, 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 shit and be
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 came from the streets I was
Pussy like a little back yellow as corn
I don't go around shit wit' niggaz 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 niggaz that considered me
Hold it down I got you 'til we up there wit' granny

'Cause as soon as I start writing I start through physical
Deeper my spiritual I'm so fuckin' lyrical
MJG the realest the the definition
Just me the competition, I'm still 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 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 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

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

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