Luyện nghe bài hát It's On

Yo, Ice the say
They stay in business with us any longer
What you do?

We always knew we were gonna come to this point sooner or
We have no option but to move forward
We'll have to set up our own distribution,
Run a totally organization and operation

We got our connections in Texas, Miami, New York, Chicago
Detroit, and soldiers on the willing to die
I can't put any cut on the product, I just live like that
But from now on if any get in our way

up the mic dog, so I can get off
Find me Charlton Heston and I cut his head off
I'm not to be fucked
Step in the range of my gauze and get quick

Niggas, hoes, I don't know who you are, my friends or
Smile in my face and plot to kill me doors
I got a new attitude, no
Got me in a all a nigga can do is bust

It may be you
There's gonna be a lot of dead before I'm
I'm 'bout to off niggas who play me and dis' me
Try to switch from side to side like they me

The damage is
Source Magazine, the first one
You try to dis Chuck, and me
How the you pick us 3?

You punk motherfuckers shit, you're just a bunch of hoes
Makin' off the pros
And when I see I get you in my
I give your ass a to write 'cause it's on, it's on

It's on and you can't turn the shit off
Catch you in the streets and your ass'll get
Bang, bang, bang, it ain't no thang
To put in work and watch head burst

A lot of fans shit, let me repeat, a lot of fans ain't shit
to flip if our group don't hit
They don't you nothin' but a pop ho bitch
And I don't ya, I love to bleed ya

All I ever wanted was a real nigga's
But the sad fact
Is that ain't that many real these days
Game knows game I know too many who the name
And I can make it in the music or the game

I still got hoes that'll work, still got that'll hit
Still roll with an clip
And those who think stop me, doubt it
Those motherfuckers better about it

You'd to let me rap
Ice back on the
You want that, 'cause I break ill
And you really after count the caps I peel, it's on

It's on motherfucker and you turn the shit off
you in the streets and your ass'll get tossed
Bang, bang, bang, it ain't no thang
To put in work and your body jerk, it's on

It's on motherfucker you goddamn
on, my royalty check, yeah, fool, I write my own
I own my own label put my own out
So no one tells me what the fuck to talk

And all the suckas that I was through
You need to up to my view
I'm fallen off, ha, ha, a joke
You motherfuckers are still and broke

And I'm rich
My fuckin' maid lives better than you,
So your trap
When it comes to this of game, you don't know jacks

CIA, FBI, IRS
Try to flip us out for
But they'll never you son
'Cause you're broke and you're and you're no threat to no one

Them fools play
I gotta deal with those every day
They'd to get me behind bars
They a nigga like I'm Carlos Escobar

But in a way I am
Been puttin' dope on the street for years and don't a damn
So I'm about them, friend
The motherfuckin' gangstas wanna see me end

gonna end up in a bloodbath, no doubt
That's the only way I'm out, it's on

It's on, on motherfucker and you can't turn the shit off
you in the streets and your ass'll get tossed
Bang, bang, bang, it ain't no thang
To put in work and your head burst, it's on