Luyện nghe bài hát It's On

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

We always knew we were gonna come to this point or later
We have absolutely no option but to forward
We'll have to set up our own distribution,
Run a independent 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 can't like that
But now on if any cops get in our way

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

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

It may be you
There's gonna be a lot of dead I'm through
I'm to break 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 fuck you us 3?

You punk motherfuckers ain't shit, you're just a bunch of
Makin' money off the
And I see I get you in my sights
I your ass a story to write 'cause it's on, it's on

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

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

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

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

You'd to let me rap
Ice on the streets?
You don't that, 'cause I break ill
And you really after body the caps I peel, it's on

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

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

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

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

CIA, FBI, IRS
Try to us out for sweat
But they'll sweat you son
you're broke and you're dumb and you're no threat to no one

Them don't play
I gotta deal with those motherfuckers day
love to get me behind bars
They hawk a like I'm Carlos Escobar

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

gonna end up in a bloodbath, no doubt
That's the way I'm going out, 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, 'cause it no thang
To put in and watch your head burst, it's on