Luyện nghe bài hát Come On Baby

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

Microphone one, two what is this?
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 next ten 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, in the Lex, been in the MSX

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

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

Hold up, the pump 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 make ya jump
(Come on baby, come on baby, on baby)
touch the boy, yup

Hold up, the pump 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

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

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

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

Nigga my hand missiles is
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 pump will make you 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, on baby, come 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 ya ass from New York 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, what I am
Trying to get some cash in my as fast as I can
So you should come on baby, come on, come on and with ya man

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

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

And I still walk around this fucker not a scratch
And way more then I can say for a lot of cats
My name's Saigon,
bread muthafucka 'fore 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)
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

Hold up, the will make ya jump up
Put ya in the trunk
(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