Luyện nghe bài hát It's On

3 million, 4 million, 5
Haha, we gon' need a exchange

It's on, it's on, it's on, on...

[Talking chants of "It's on"]
September 18th, the album is baby
Yeah! Victory!
Uh, Mixtape Messiah, I'm on
And you this man...

I'm so tired of getting cheddar, my be getting mad
I told my cheddar chill, hid inside my stash
I'm so far into the future, I even see the past
I'm the ish, baby maybe a baby diaper rash
So greedy that my look like it's in need of cash
I'm so greedy that my hand look like it's been grass
Want to see the zoo? You don't even need a
The wildlife in my garage, how can you not see the
You think you can stop my cash, and tell you how
9-1-1 are the snitch on the dial
I put so many jewels on the table on a
To push all the ice off, you gon' need a plough
I be drilling it and killing it like Jason in a
Man this idiot done asked me if Texas rap will
And Roscoes, chicken and on the table, acting fat
Or in the middle of Mr. Chiles, putting a table on my
That means I ain't so don't ask me bout a grill
I am so don't ask me how I feel
Real people have to say it so don't ask me if I'm real
Make a girl squeal, have her like a seal
I on the news, Paris Hilton going to jail
I got diggers in jail that say protection is for sale
I know me money is the truth cause my deal
Just talked, at me like "You, you God, hail"
My money is my money, my ain't a little
I up the safe and there's money in the middle
The Victory is coming, for now goes the riddle
What's a 170 in the colour of a skittle?
is it? What is it? The candy stuff I live it
Just look in my garage, you can't even say isn't
A digit, a digit, then add another
The bank is like my so the safe is what I visit
So listen, Chamillionaire is to snatch the crown
No matter of fact, just rewind it back cause I've got it now
I'm so grown up, and rap is a child
When I'm talking, hope you ain't talking back before I lift my and pow!
My style's versatile, no in my style
The of my ink, you gon' make a copy how?
That's suicide, better call a now
He'll be a hole in your back yard like a child
Soul got karma, got ?karm/calm?
Tell the Internet stands, I said I'm number one
My is done, who's sick? It's me, it's none
I'm getting at everybody like Superhead's
My nuts a tonne, they bigger than your gun
No homo but my so good I think I'm bout to cum
...Uhh, can't prevent it, warming
Know what I'm talking bout? Haha I think its to start storming
I whip you at your show but wait til you finish
I show up at your while roosters is yawning
Phoenix Arizona, nuts in the morning
I at your crib giving juice to your woman
Like H-Town, Texas, I Hollywood boys
That can hit a golf ball in the sky good points
I watch ?Homer? flicks but ladies get
make a girl scream and sound like it's a good noise
Rappers bow down to the of my voice
I'm the rapper that you picking and the south, good
Got big Tonka trucks don't sound like toys
And I got homeboys with five 9's Royce
You choice, be stinging like a Cobra
When my homies get it like a soda
Cola, if your not Chamillionaire then over
Top of the charts, I'ma hit it a Cobra