Luyện nghe bài hát Come On

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

Come on motherfuckers, 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
Come on motherfuckers, on

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

Well, why not blow up the spot with
Release the brain storm, to make motherfuckin' brain warm
A strange form, somethin' kind of lyrical biggie the
kind of spiritual eell, in God we trust", guns I bust
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 sing for a
Take the down we fuckin' givin', c'mon motherfucker

Come on motherfuckers, on
Come on motherfuckers, 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

What? Niggaz drama, puttin' work on my block
When I y'all last week that shit was too hot
Sellin' pieces and treys, cuts my
Somebody gonna get paid, somebody get sprayed
is delayed as y'all run down the block
Caught one in your chest, your breath come in

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
this bitch with glasses
Hey yo money that's yo' stock, yo Bigs pass the
I'm a tell him it can happen, don't play me that rap shit
Life is real, so take the steel

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

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

I got seven Mac-11's, about eight,
Nine 9's, ten Mac-10's, the never end
You touch 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
Took the bread and the spread
Lil' got the shotty to your body
So don't resist, or you might miss
I tote guns, I make number runs, I give the runs drippin'
When I throw my clip in the A.K., I slay from far
hit the D E C K my slow flows remarkable

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

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

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

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

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