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 nuttin' stoppin' him
what did the rest of his niggaz do?
Man the motherfuckers was just ready for
Them niggaz was packin' them niggaz was ready to fight
Whatever we had to do holmes niggaz was on the flip out holmes
It was comin' out like a motherfucker
The amped be like come on, come on motherfuckers

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

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

go deep into the phrase, beautiful sun rays
Off the head, everything is real
Biggie me put on this 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 from Brooklyn
22's in your shoes, yo keep the shank ready

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

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
on motherfuckers, come on

What? Niggaz want drama, puttin' on my block
When I y'all last week that shit was too hot
pieces 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 come in spurts

Hey yo Biggie tell niggaz I'm a hit 'em where it hurts
The big city it don't spare no call me Papichulo
To all the Spanish Mamis I'm ten blunts down
Drank three or fo' seen five fat asses
Passed this with glasses
Hey yo money yo' stock, yo Bigs pass the glock
I'm a tell him it can happen, play me with that rap shit
is real, so Biggie take the steel

Come on motherfuckers, on
Come on motherfuckers, 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

I got Mac-11's, about eight, 38's
Nine 9's, ten Mac-10's, the shits end
You can't touch my
Even if you had MC Hammer and 357 bitches
Smalls, the millionaire, the mansion, the yacht
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 resist, or you might miss Christmas
I tote guns, I make number runs, I emcees the runs drippin'
When I throw my clip in the A.K., I slay from far
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' like a pigeon
I hope listenin', smackin' babies at they christening

So you better grab your
'Cause if you sit still, I'm gonna make your fuckin' spill
And I'm bout buckets, why did I have to do it?
Sadat said fuck it, you got a gun, nigga it
'Cause I got mo' shots to
Big Pop-pa, breakin' you off 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
on motherfuckers, come on

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