Luyện nghe bài hát It's On You

On you
(Smile in my face, my back they talk trash)
On you
(Mad and stuff because they don't cash)
On you
(When I and stroll [unverified] always pack a tool)
On you
(Just in case, a brother a fool)

death before dishonor, strap the vest down tight
When you bring the
Now raise up off mine, and it in the raw
Before snipers on the floor galore, in my hardware

of thirsty crooks
Niggas all fishy working off the books
Painting pictures of poverty, causing armed
And provoke every last one gets

No for real it's like wildlife
Where forever pull caps and always keep a knife
'Cause on the strip ware fare's inevitable hot incredible
And it's a pride the revolution won't be

As I and demand
As I build my to expand
Call it progress, when I bless my territory all due
But can niggas keep it real? on you

On you
(Smile in my face, my back they talk trash)
On you
(Mad and stuff because they don't cash)
On you
(When I and stroll [unverified] always pack a tool)
On you
(Just in case, a brother a fool)

Step into the lair,
Where CL's the don and Pete's the
Now the most high and represent the best
'Cause the number one of black men is stress

The armed and dangerous, the
Couldn't stop the of another youth
Penetrating your body parts with hollow shells
You fraud 'cause vengeance is said the lord

Indeed my own click now turns
Out of of my soldiers, one will deceive me
With salt in the game, shame the and push
My black ass straight into a terrifying

The empire's at stake mastering the streets
Devil the mental won't break and turn
For sake you gotta be true to the crew
So if niggas want to set it, on you

On you
(Smile in my face, behind my back talk trash)
On you
(Mad and stuff because don't have cash)
On you
(When I roll and stroll always pack a tool)
On you
(Just in case, a acts a fool)

Capture the beast me
Beware when it's moving in New York city
The gangster chronicle mob scenes in all directions
The type of connections to get wig split

Submit the signs posted
Chickens for major knots you get toasted
To the head piece, I release firepower, I'm controlling
We put in work and got the brothers rolling

When hell off we lick off keeping mine hard
Like from the red zone, to each his own
in my face behind my back you talk trash
But my hit empty and my Lexus crashed

But not in your wildest hear my name in all the scandals
And all the schemes, I in queens
The veronville's my capital, so memorize the
Then give you two more seconds to get off nuts, it's on you

On you
(Smile in my face, my back they talk trash)
On you
(Mad and because they don't have cash)
On you
(When I roll and [unverified] always pack a tool)
On you
(Just in case, a brother a fool)

Check it, Grap Luva, if you're in the
Just get on the mic and show 'em it's all about

It's all the wicked check one two
I rips a microphone and pass it to my crew
I don't drink no brew, I nuff spliffs
I don't have no so check me as I shoot the gift
Rip rhymes, freestyle
Off top of the dome time

I'm glad this is going on tape
So I can escape the beat and make nuff papes
to God
Kicking nuff freestyle