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 coming to give niggas the business
It's so rap, cocksucker, we live this
So um, on baby, come on, come on and witness

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

Yes, I run ringers the fraudulent type
Come and I'll show you that I spit on just more than a mic
I make it hard for to breathe, please
These wicked emcees 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 and sing about it
Look, if I don't hurt the nigga that play with my
I'm like me on Entourage, god, I'm playing myself, go

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

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

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

My first style may be if I stutter,
But then I slowed it down, brought it the gutter, baby
Matter fact, I don't give a what you rate me
Record labels told me no, guess what the that make me

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

Nigga my hand missiles is
I hide a couple jewels in a verse
For my niggas who like to like this
Gotta let it do what it do, baby, on

Hold up, the pump make you jump 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 ya jump
(Come on baby, come on baby, on baby)
Don't the boy, yup

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

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

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

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

And I still walk this fucker with not a scratch
And that's way more I can say for a lot of cats
My name's Saigon,
Break bread muthafucka I break ya fucking head lil sucka

Hold up, the will make you jump up
Put ya body in the
(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)
Don't the boy, yup

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