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 come to this point sooner or later
We have absolutely no option but to move
We'll to set up our own distribution, manufacturing
Run a totally independent organization and

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 can't live that
But now on if any cops get in our way

up the mic dog, so I can get off
Find me Heston and I might cut his head off
I'm not to be fucked
Step in the range of my and get bucked quick

Niggas, hoes, I know 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 nigga can do is

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

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

You punk motherfuckers shit, you're just a bunch of hoes
Makin' money off the
And I see I get you in my sights
I give your ass a story to write 'cause it's on, on

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

CIA, FBI, IRS
Try to us out for sweat
But they'll never you son
'Cause you're and you're dumb and you're no threat to no one

fools don't play
I gotta deal with those motherfuckers day
They'd to get me behind bars
They hawk a nigga like I'm Carlos

But in a way I am
Been puttin' dope on the for years and don't give a damn
So I'm thinkin' about them,
The real motherfuckin' gangstas see me end

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

on, it's on motherfucker and you can't 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 watch your burst, it's on