Luyện nghe bài hát I'm On It

I'm on it, I'm on it
I'm on it, I'm on it
If we talkin' bout bitch

- Verse 1]
Snap back
chain nigga
snaps no tigger, tyga
hundred proof
live no
theres on this muthafucking strip, stripping
a nigga no
so we hold the though
smash on the bitch brains looking meatloaf
the hoe know me close she lying,
pedigree and is so cold, zero
hop in Medino, oops I Medina,
life is a better know how to treat her
I don't get in between, my be to win
young money heisman of the year

[Tyga - 2]
Raise boy hell yeah I'm hot hello
boy yellow, but my bitch from the ghetto
with the flow it pop, sizzle
you feeling me, better break fast mc
I finna slow down, keep running your mouth
I'm the real estate, party in the fucking house
my niggas is in the lobby they can't turn us down
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I run all day 24 miles
150 on the can't even count
keep fucking bitch, ain't shit to about

[Lil
Be-best C.E.O.
Fine as wine
Grigio
Niggas cant fuck me
Leave the bitches, the hoes
is a motherfucker gamble, Peter Rose
Momma me well, Kush and the L
Paper everywhere like books fell
More money to make, More to smell
Like yea imma like put that on a scale
New Orleans nigga with my up in my right hand
Young Money nigga money longer a lifespan
Still go to sleep my Bible on my nightstand
Flyer then a bitch and you ain't got cha flight plan

I'm on it..I'm on it..Tuneche!..yea..SooWoo...Soo Woo
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