Luyện nghe bài hát Come On

Motherfuckin' was at, nigga was hyped up
Nigga grabbed the nigga, snuffed the nigga and it was on
From there the motherfucker there nuttin' stoppin' him
What what did the 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 out holmes
It was comin' out like a motherfucker
The nigga amped be come on, come on motherfuckers

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

Well, why not up the spot with Sadat
Release the brain storm, to make your motherfuckin' brain
A strange form, somethin' kind of lyrical biggie the
Sadat's kind of 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 the things that I bring?
Make an emcee wanna sing for a
Take the beat down we 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
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What? Niggaz drama, puttin' work on my block
When I told y'all last that shit was too hot
Sellin' and treys, cuts my dimes
Somebody get paid, somebody block get sprayed
Reaction is delayed as y'all run down the
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 don't no bodies call me Papichulo
To all the Spanish I'm about ten blunts 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 tell him it can happen, don't play me that rap shit
is real, so Biggie take the steel

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
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I got Mac-11's, about eight, 38's
9's, ten Mac-10's, the shits never end
You touch my riches
Even if you had MC and them 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 shot in the head
Took the bread and the land
Lil' Gotti got the to your body
So don't resist, or you might Christmas
I tote guns, I make number runs, I give emcees the drippin'
When I my clip in the A.K., I slay from far away
Everybody hit the D E C K my slow remarkable

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

So you better your pistol
'Cause if you sit still, I'm gonna make fuckin' shit spill
And I'm bout buckets, why did I have 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'
off is the hardcore rap singer
A K A crack slinger, it anytime nigga

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

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