Luyện nghe bài hát It's On

Yo, Ice the say
They can't stay in 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
have to set up our own distribution, manufacturing
Run a independent organization and operation

We still got our in Texas, Miami, New York, Chicago
Detroit, and on the street willing to die
I can't put any cut on the product, I just can't live 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 might cut his off
I'm not to be fucked
Step in the range of my gauze and get bucked

Niggas, hoes, I know 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 all a nigga can do is bust

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And I'm stankin'
My maid lives better than you, bitch
So shut your
When it comes to this level of game, you know jacks

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

fools don't play
I gotta deal those motherfuckers every day
love to get me behind bars
They hawk a nigga like I'm Escobar

But in a way I am
Been puttin' dope on the street for years and give a damn
So I'm thinkin' them, friend
The real gangstas wanna see me end

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

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