Luyện nghe bài hát I'm On It

[Chorus -
I'm on it, I'm on it
I'm on it
If we talking money bitch
I'm on it

[Verse 1 -
Snap chin up
chain nigga
Stripes no Tigger, Tyga,
Hundred liquor
Live no
There's hoes in this straight, tripping
A nigga know
So we hold the E
on the bitch brains looking like meatloaf
The hoe me close, she lying, Leo's
Pedigree swag is so cold,
Hop in Medino, I meant Modena,
Life is a better know how to treat her
I don't get between, my be to win
Young Money Heisman, rookies of the year,

[Verse 2 -
Raise hell boy yeah I'm hot hello
Boy yellow, but my black from the ghetto
Put the flow want to pop watch the shit
You grilling me? Better break McGriddle
I ain't finna down, keep running your mouth
I'm running the wheel skate, in the fucking house
My niggas is loud in the lobby they can't shut us
Pop pop a drink drink drink some and a smile
No clown, but I hit the then I'm out
I run all day twenty four miles
A hundred and fifty on the dash can't count
Keep fucking bitch, ain't to talk about

[Verse 3 - Lil
Be-best C.E.O.
as wine flow
Pinot
Niggas fuck with me
Need the bitches, need the
is a motherfucking gamble, Peter Rose
Momma me well, kush in the L
Paper everywhere like just fell
More money to make, more pussy to
yeah, I'm a Libra like put that on a scale
New Orleans nigga with my dick up in my right
Young Money nigga money then a lifespan
Still go to sleep my Bible on my nightstand
Flyer then a bitch and you even got your flight planned