Luyện nghe bài hát Come On

Motherfuckin' was at, was motherfuckin' 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 just ready for
niggaz was packin' burners them niggaz was ready to fight
Whatever we had to do holmes niggaz was on the real flip out
It was just comin' out like a
The nigga amped be like on, come on motherfuckers

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

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

Let's go deep into the phrase, beautiful sun
Off the bald head, is real
me put on this joint so I'm a be the big wheel
Watch it Slim, hey Dad, yo bet on seven
Peace to one-oh-six, one-oh-eight,
Hey Biggie, I understand you're from
22's in your shoes, yo keep the shank ready

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

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

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

What? Niggaz drama, puttin' work on my block
When I told y'all last week shit was too hot
Sellin' and treys, cuts my dimes
Somebody gonna get paid, somebody get sprayed
Reaction is as y'all run down the block
Caught one in chest, your breath come 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 five fat asses
Passed this bitch glasses
Hey yo money that's yo' stock, yo Bigs the glock
I'm a him it can happen, don't play me with that rap shit
Life is real, so Biggie take the

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

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

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

That's how I got the weed spot, I dread in the head
Took the bread and the land
Gotti got the shotty to your body
So don't resist, or you miss Christmas
I tote guns, I make number runs, I emcees the runs drippin'
When I throw my clip in the A.K., I from far away
Everybody hit the D E C K my slow flows

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

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

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

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

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