Luyện nghe bài hát Come On

Motherfuckin' was at, was motherfuckin' hyped up
just grabbed the nigga, snuffed the nigga and it was on
From there the motherfucker there nuttin' stoppin' him
What what did the rest of his do?
Man the motherfuckers was just for anything
Them was packin' burners them niggaz was ready to fight
we had to do holmes niggaz was on the real flip out holmes
It was just comin' out like a
The amped be like come on, come on motherfuckers

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
Come on motherfuckers, on

Let's go into the phrase, beautiful sun rays
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
Peace to one-oh-six, one-oh-eight,
Hey Biggie, I understand you're from
With 22's in your shoes, yo keep the shank

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

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
Come on motherfuckers, on

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

Hey yo Biggie tell these niggaz I'm a hit 'em 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 seen fat asses
this bitch with glasses
Hey yo money yo' stock, yo Bigs pass the glock
I'm a tell him it can happen, don't play me that rap shit
Life is real, so Biggie the steel

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
on motherfuckers, come on

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 Hammer and them 357
Smalls, the millionaire, the mansion, the yacht
The two weed spots, the two hot

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

Peace to
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 droppin' shit a pigeon
I hope you're listenin', babies at they christening

So you better grab your
'Cause if you sit still, I'm gonna make your 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' shots to
Big Pop-pa, breakin' you off proper
Signin' off is the rap singer
A K A crack slinger, bring it anytime

on motherfuckers, come 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
on motherfuckers, come on

I to see shit like that