Luyện nghe bài hát It's On

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

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

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

I'm so tired of cheddar, my cheddar be getting mad
I told my chill, money hid inside my stash
I'm so far into the future, I can't see the past
I'm the ish, maybe give 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 eating grass
Want to see the zoo? You even need a pass
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 buttons on the dial
I put so many jewels on the on a tile
To push all the ice off, you gon' a snow plough
I be drilling it and killing it like in a mask
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 on my town
That I ain't local so don't ask me bout a grill
I am so don't ask me how I feel
Real people ain't have to say it so ask me if I'm real
Make a squeal, have her acting like a seal
I turned on the news, Hilton going to jail
I got gold diggers in that say protection is for sale
I know me having money is the cause my deal
Just talked, at me like "You, you God, hail"
My money is my money, my ain't a little
I open up the safe and money in the middle
The Victory is coming, for now goes the riddle
What's a 170 thousand in the colour of a
What is it? What is it? The 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 homie so the safe is what I
So listen, Chamillionaire is to snatch the crown
No matter of fact, rewind it back cause I've already 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 my hand and pow!
My style's versatile, no copy in my
The of my ink, you gon' make a copy how?
That's suicide, better a gravedigger now
He'll be a hole in your back yard like a child
got karma, hip-hop 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 Superhead's tongue
My weigh a tonne, they bigger than your gun
No homo but my flow's so I think I'm bout to cum
...Uhh, can't it, global warming
Know what I'm talking bout? Haha I think its to start storming
I whip you at your but wait til you finish performing
I show up at your residence while is yawning
Like Phoenix Arizona, in the morning
I at your crib early giving juice to woman
H-Town, Texas, I know Hollywood boys
That can hit a golf ball in the sky with good
I watch ?Homer? but ladies get moist
I'll make a girl scream and like it's a good noise
Rappers bow down to the of my voice
I'm the rapper that you and the south, good choice
Got big Tonka trucks that don't sound like
And I got homeboys with five 9's Royce
You choice, better be like a Cobra
my homies get it popping like a soda
Cola, if your not Chamillionaire then it's
Top of the charts, I'ma hit it like a