Luyện nghe bài hát Come On Baby

Hey, up
Hey, up
Hey, up
Hey, up
One, two, three, we go

Microphone check one, two what is
The Yardfather coming to give niggas the
It's so beyond rap, cocksucker, we this
So um, come on baby, come on, come on and

The ten years of this shit, the slickness is deliberate
Lyrically as sick as it get
I in the pen, been in the jets, been in the end of tep'
I been in the Benz, been in the Lex, in the MSX

Yes, I run ringers around the fraudulent
Come here and I'll show you that I spit on more than a mic
I it hard for niggas to breathe, please
These wicked squeeze hammers like the pampers
to squeeze, hit the DT

I Tyson ya eye, I put a permanent ring around it
Then go run in the booth and sing it
Look, if I don't hurt the nigga that play with my
I'm me on Entourage, god, I'm playing myself, let's go

Hold up, the will make you jump up
Put ya body in the
(Don't you baby, you baby, don't you baby)
going now

New York, and all the way to
And the make ya jump
(Come on baby, come on baby, on baby)
Don't the boy, yup

up, the pump will make ya jump up
Put ya in the trunk
(Come on baby, on baby, come on baby)
whip ya ass from New York and all the way to Cali
And the South'll ya jump
One, two, three, we

You ain't crazy, don't you me, don't you know it's Jay-Z
When Internet ask you the best, why won't you say me?
Don't you me, c'mon baby, was it all gravy?
I my lumps coming up just like a boxer baby

My first may be if I stutter, maybe
But then I slowed it down, brought it from the gutter,
Matter fact, I give a fuck what you rate me
Record labels told me no, guess the fuck that make me

Super rich, stupid bitches know I'm vicious
Like standing over a wounded man with two
Let's get it like eucalyptus if you conflicted
My is like the Cuban missile crisis

my hand missiles is priceless
I hide a couple jewels in a verse
For my who like to listen like this
Gotta let it do it do, baby, come on

Hold up, the pump will make you up
Put ya in the trunk
(Don't you baby, you baby, don't you baby)
Keep now

New York, and all the way to
And the South'll make ya
(Come on baby, on baby, come on baby)
Don't the boy, yup

Hold up, the pump will ya jump up
Put ya body in the
(Come on baby, come on baby, on baby)
I'll whip ya ass from New and all the way to Cali
And the South'll ya jump
One, two, three, we

finger, three finger, two finger, one finger
Humdinger, gunslinger, that's I am
to get some cash in my hand as fast as I can
So you should come on baby, on, come on and fuck with ya man

I got this rap down to a science
Lot of shit is aight, but they ain't fucking with Ryan
First was some defiance, until I formed an alliance
Justin, he plugged me in, now I'm as hot as a fucking iron

You lying, all the gun talk
behind closed doors you be practicing on ya runway walk
I been in the kill, been in the cap, in the box and back
I in the ville, tripping the gat, trimming a boxing match

And I still walk around this with not a scratch
And way more then I can say for a lot of cats
My Saigon, nigga
Break bread muthafucka 'fore I break ya fucking lil sucka

Hold up, the pump make you jump up
Put ya in the trunk
(Don't you baby, don't you baby, you baby)
going now

New York, and all the way to
And the make ya jump
(Come on baby, come on baby, on baby)
touch the boy, yup

Hold up, the pump will ya jump up
Put ya body in the
(Come on baby, on baby, come on baby)
I'll whip ya ass from New and all the way to Cali
And the make ya jump
One, two, three, we