Luyện nghe bài hát Come On

Motherfuckin' was at, nigga was motherfuckin' up
Nigga just grabbed the nigga, snuffed the and it was on
From there the motherfucker there wasn't nuttin' him
what did the rest of his niggaz do?
Man the motherfuckers was just for anything
Them 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
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Let's go deep the phrase, beautiful sun rays
Off the bald head, everything is
Biggie me put on 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 you're from Brooklyn
With 22's in your shoes, yo the shank ready

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

Come on motherfuckers, on
on motherfuckers, come on
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on motherfuckers, come on
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What? Niggaz drama, puttin' work on my block
When I told y'all last week shit 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, breath come in spurts

Hey yo Biggie 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 I'm about ten blunts down
Drank three or fo' stouts seen fat asses
Passed this bitch with
Hey yo money that's yo' stock, yo Bigs the glock
I'm a tell him it can happen, don't me with that rap shit
Life is real, so take the steel

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 can't touch my
Even if you had MC Hammer and 357 bitches
Biggie Smalls, the millionaire, the mansion, the
The two weed spots, the two hot

That's how I got the spot, I shot dread in the head
Took the bread and the land
Lil' Gotti got the shotty to 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 far away
Everybody hit the D E C K my flows remarkable

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

So you better grab your
'Cause if you sit still, I'm make your fuckin' shit spill
And I'm talkin' 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'
Signin' off is the hardcore rap
A K A crack slinger, it anytime nigga

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Come on motherfuckers, on
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