Luyện nghe bài hát Come On

Motherfuckin' was at, nigga was hyped up
Nigga just grabbed the nigga, snuffed the and it was on
From the motherfucker there wasn't nuttin' 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 niggaz was on the real flip out holmes
It was just out like a motherfucker
The nigga amped be like come on, on motherfuckers

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

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

Let's go deep into the phrase, beautiful sun
Off the head, everything is real
me put on this joint 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 you're from
With 22's in shoes, yo keep the shank ready

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

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
Come on motherfuckers, on

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

Hey yo tell these niggaz I'm a hit 'em where it hurts
The big city it don't spare no bodies call me
To all the Spanish Mamis I'm about ten down
Drank three or fo' stouts five fat asses
this bitch with 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
is real, so Biggie 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
on motherfuckers, come on
Come on motherfuckers, on

I got Mac-11's, about eight, 38's
9's, ten Mac-10's, the shits never end
You can't my riches
if you had MC Hammer and them 357 bitches
Biggie Smalls, the millionaire, the mansion, the
The two spots, the two hot glocks

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

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

So you better grab pistol
'Cause if you sit still, I'm gonna make your fuckin' shit
And I'm talkin' bout buckets, why did I to do it?
said fuck it, you got a gun, nigga bust it
'Cause I got mo' to pop-ya
Big Pop-pa, breakin' you off somethin'
Signin' off is the hardcore rap
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
on motherfuckers, come on
Come on motherfuckers, on
Come on motherfuckers, on

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