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

I'm a drop 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

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

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

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

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, 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 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
Keep a heater nigga need for restless snakes
Right in my face caught a tryin' to defend my space
Dodging snitches police niggaz jumping to state

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

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

A nigga tell you let business turn personal
Fuck what they say cause for gram a nigga you
Niggaz out here hurtin' fool nothing is for Mayne
Fuckin' with the game that's how 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 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 shit 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

I was torn this bitch came from the streets I was
Pussy like a little kitty back yellow as
I go around poppin' shit wit' niggaz who talkin'
Them niggaz talkin' no more closed coffin

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

as soon as I start writing 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 and pimpin'

I'm still working Diddy, still fuck wit the hood
I got the key to the city, the is all good
My is all wood, my gun is still secluded
I'm still hoping and praying to God, I use it

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

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