Luyện nghe bài hát Come On

Motherfuckin' was at, nigga was hyped up
Nigga just the nigga, snuffed the nigga and it was on
From there the motherfucker there wasn't stoppin' him
What did the rest of his niggaz do?
Man the motherfuckers was ready for anything
Them niggaz was burners them niggaz was ready to fight
Whatever we had to do holmes niggaz was on the real flip out
It was just out like a motherfucker
The amped be like come on, come on motherfuckers

Come on motherfuckers, on
on motherfuckers, come on
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on motherfuckers, come on
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go deep into the phrase, beautiful sun rays
Off the bald head, everything is
Biggie me put on this so I'm a be the big wheel
Watch it Slim, hey Dad, yo bet on seven
to one-oh-six, one-oh-eight, one-to-the-hundred-eleventh
Hey Biggie, I understand from Brooklyn
With 22's in shoes, yo keep the shank ready

Well, why not blow up the with Sadat
Release the brain storm, to make your brain warm
A strange form, somethin' kind of lyrical biggie the
Sadat's kind of spiritual eell, in God we trust", I bust
Got that disgustin', sewer dumpin' and that
Do you know, you're goin' to, do you like the things that I bring?
Make an emcee wanna sing for a
Take the beat down we givin', c'mon motherfucker

on motherfuckers, come on
Come on motherfuckers, on
on motherfuckers, come on
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on motherfuckers, come on
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What? want drama, puttin' work on my block
When I told y'all last week that was too hot
Sellin' and treys, cuts my dimes
Somebody gonna get paid, somebody block get
Reaction is as y'all run down the block
Caught one in your chest, your breath in spurts

Hey yo Biggie these niggaz I'm a hit 'em where it hurts
The big city it spare no bodies call me Papichulo
To all the Spanish Mamis I'm about ten down
Drank three or fo' stouts seen five fat
Passed this with glasses
Hey yo that's yo' stock, yo Bigs pass the glock
I'm a tell him it can happen, don't play me with that rap
Life is real, so take the steel

Come on motherfuckers, on
Come on motherfuckers, on
on motherfuckers, come on
Come on motherfuckers, on

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I got seven Mac-11's, about eight,
9's, ten Mac-10's, the shits never end
You can't my riches
Even if you had MC and them 357 bitches
Smalls, the millionaire, the mansion, the yacht
The two spots, the two hot glocks

That's how I got the weed spot, I shot in the head
the bread and the land spread
Lil' Gotti got the to your body
So resist, or you might miss Christmas
I tote guns, I make number runs, I give emcees the drippin'
When I throw my clip in the A.K., I slay far away
Everybody hit the D E C K my slow flows

Peace to
Now we smoke weed like Montana sniff the yayo
That's blunts, mad L's
My voice excels from the to jail cells
Oh my God, I'm droppin' shit like a
I you're listenin', smackin' babies at they christening

So you better grab your
'Cause if you sit still, I'm gonna your fuckin' shit spill
And I'm bout buckets, why did I have to do it?
Sadat fuck it, you got a gun, nigga bust it
I got mo' shots to pop-ya
Big Pop-pa, breakin' you off somethin'
off is the hardcore rap singer
A K A crack slinger, bring it nigga

Come on motherfuckers, on
on motherfuckers, come on
Come on motherfuckers, on
Come on motherfuckers, on

Come on motherfuckers, on
Come on motherfuckers, on
on motherfuckers, come on
Come on motherfuckers, on

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