Luyện nghe bài hát It's On

3 million, 4 million, 5
Haha, we need a money exchange

It's on, on, it's on, it's on...

[Talking chants of "It's on"]
September 18th, the album is done
Yeah! Victory!
Uh, Messiah, I'm on fire
And you know man...

I'm so tired of cheddar, my cheddar be getting mad
I my cheddar chill, money hid inside my stash
I'm so far the future, I can't even see the past
I'm the ish, baby maybe give a diaper rash
So greedy that my hand look like it's in need of
I'm so that my hand look like it's been eating grass
Want to see the zoo? You even need a pass
The in my garage, how can you not see the jag?
You think you can stop my cash, and tell you how
are the snitch buttons on the dial
I put so many jewels on the table on a
To push all the ice off, you gon' a snow plough
I be drilling it and it like Jason in a mask
Man this idiot done me if Texas rap will last
And Roscoes, chicken and waffles on the table, fat
Or in the of Mr. Chiles, putting a table on my town
That means I ain't so don't ask me bout a grill
I am untouchable so don't ask me how I
Real people ain't to say it so don't ask me if I'm real
Make a girl squeal, have her acting a seal
I turned on the news, Paris going to jail
I got gold diggers in jail that say is for sale
I know me money is the truth cause my deal
Just talked, at me like "You, you God, hail"
My money is my money, my money ain't a
I up the safe and there's money in the middle
The Victory is coming, for now here goes the
a 170 thousand in the colour of a skittle?
What is it? What is it? The candy stuff I it
Just look in my garage, you can't even say what
A digit, a digit, then add digit
The bank is like my homie so the is what I visit
So listen, Chamillionaire is to snatch the crown
No matter of fact, just rewind it back I've already got it now
I'm so grown up, and rap is a child
I'm talking, hope you ain't talking back before I lift my hand and pow!
My style's versatile, no copy in my
The printer of my ink, you make a copy how?
That's suicide, better call a now
He'll be digging a hole in your back yard like a
Soul got karma, got ?karm/calm?
the Internet stands, that I said I'm number one
My is done, who's sick? It's me, it's none
I'm getting at everybody Superhead's tongue
My nuts weigh a tonne, bigger than your gun
No homo but my flow's so I think I'm bout to cum
...Uhh, prevent it, global warming
Know what I'm talking bout? Haha I its bout to start storming
I whip you at your show but wait til you finish
I show up at your residence while roosters is
Like Phoenix Arizona, in the morning
I at crib early giving juice to your woman
Like H-Town, Texas, I know boys
That can hit a golf in the sky with good points
I ?Homer? flicks but ladies get moist
I'll make a girl scream and sound like it's a good
Rappers bow down to the sound of my
I'm the rapper that you picking and the south, good
Got big Tonka that don't sound like toys
And I got homeboys with five 9's Royce
You choice, better be like a Cobra
When my get it popping like a soda
Cola, if your not Chamillionaire then it's
Top of the charts, I'ma hit it a Cobra