Luyện nghe bài hát It's On

Yo, Ice the say
They can't stay in business with us any
What you do?

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

We still got our connections in Texas, Miami, New York,
Detroit, and soldiers on the street 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 and I might cut his head off
I'm not to be fucked
Step in the of my gauze and get bucked quick

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

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

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

You punk ain't 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 story to write 'cause on, it's on

on motherfucker 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 work and watch your burst

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 flip us out for
But they'll never you son
'Cause you're broke and you're dumb and you're no to no one

Them fools don't
I gotta deal with motherfuckers every day
They'd to get me behind bars
They hawk a 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 thinkin' about them,
The motherfuckin' gangstas wanna see me end

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

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