Luyện nghe bài hát It's On

3 million, 4 million, 5
Haha, we need a money exchange

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

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

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