Luyện nghe bài hát When It's On

It's on, it's on, on, yeah
It's on, on, it's on, yeah
It's on, it's on, it's on,
It's on, it's on, on, yeah

I'm just a top flippin', flippin'
Fifth of sippin', sippin'
Dope crack that's going in the strip tippin'
M J G ah, P I M P Ah

a blind date, oh no, I got to see her
The new millennium
show it, can't blow it
If you it, you sow it

I, pay my, and it's the rules that I play by
Carry the team I'm A I
I used to rocks, and hit the block
And gun in the bushes and money in my

Shit, I had way before I was nationally famous
I was in the hood strapped up good my anus
I'm a target
The strongest man hardest hitter

Even though you hate, I elevate regardless nigga
to us boy, look what you done started
And we don't even care that your be the largest

When it's on, on, it's on, it's on
it's on, you better get your shit and be gone
When on, it's on, it's on, it's on
When it's on, you better get your shit and be

When it's on, it's on, it's on, on
When it's on, you better get shit and be gone
When it's on, on, it's on, it's on
When it's on, you get your shit and be gone

Look, you niggaz too much Mayne you need to pump yo' brakes
Keep a heater need for them restless snakes
Right in my face caught a case tryin' to defend my
Dodging snitches police niggaz state to state

kind of nigga run his mouth and snitch out everybody?
The kind of nigga that's end up being a dead body
Yo' wife and children gone be searching for their ol' daddy
They found his headless body up in a dark alley

It's cold like ice and on a nigga soul
For bricks or snow, niggaz will fuck you a dirty hoe
Kick yo' door and put you and your babies on the
See you in public fuck who with you let the go

A nigga you don't let business turn personal
what they say cause for gram a nigga hurtin' you
Niggaz out here fool nothing is for free Mayne
Fuckin' with the game that's how that shit be

When it's on, it's on, it's on, on
When it's on, you get your shit and be gone
When it's on, on, it's on, it's on
When on, you better get your shit and be gone

When it's on, on, it's on, it's on
it's on, you better get your shit and be gone
When it's on, on, it's on, it's on
When it's on, you better get shit and be gone

I was torn this bitch from the streets I was born
like a little kitty back yellow as corn
I don't go around poppin' wit' niggaz who talkin'
Them niggaz talkin' no more closed coffin

Not do you see a nigga loyal as I
Like that boy best eye nigga ready to die
For my bread and them niggaz that considered me
Hold it down Mayne I got you 'til we up there wit'

'Cause as soon as I start I start going through physical
Deeper into my I'm so fuckin' lyrical
MJG the realest the truth the
Just call me the competition, I'm still and pimpin'

I'm still working with Diddy, still fuck wit the
I got the key to the city, the is all good
My leather is all wood, my gun is still
I'm still hoping and to God, I don't use it

When it's on, on, it's on, it's on
When it's on, you get your shit and be gone
When on, it's on, it's on, it's on
When it's on, you better get your and be gone

When on, it's on, it's on, it's on
it's on, you better get your shit and be gone
When it's on, on, it's on, it's on
When it's on, you better get shit and be gone

When it's on, on, it's on, it's on
When it's on, it's on, it's on, on
When it's on, on, it's on, it's on
When it's on, on, it's on, it's on