Luyện nghe bài hát Come On Baby

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

Microphone check one, two is this?
The coming to give niggas the business
so beyond rap, cocksucker, we live this
So um, come on baby, on, come on and witness

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

New York, and all the way to
And the South'll ya jump
(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, on baby, come on baby)
whip ya ass from New York and all the way to Cali
And the make 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 come on baby, come on, come on and fuck with ya man

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

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

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

Hold up, the pump will 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, 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)
I'll whip ya ass New York and all the way to Cali
And the South'll ya jump
One, two, three, we