Luyện nghe bài hát Come On In

Good
Haha, your mother f**kin arses up
Yo what is the
Well come on then, you what time it is
Stop on my roof bitch

For whatever it's worth it's worth me my arse whipped
Cause I'ma have the last that ever gets arse squished
I just can't get past these pissants
That wanna be rauny bad so bad
And they so mad can't stand it
Cause we can and they spit (Haawk)
And they handle it like a man
And that's it just happens
And I snap and it's a wrap, and it's a scrap an it isn't
rap is it?
isn't a sport anymore when you got to go and resort back
into shit
I'm old fashioned but my pashion
Is to smash anyone rappin havin a slappin
Believe me I'd much rather pick up a than a pistol but
I'm now
But it all depends on just how far it took on the mic
Cause I'm tellin you right now your not like it
Cause if I get over the edge then I'm pullin you with me
You a stick at a big boy you get bit B
These words stick to you like crazy
When you diss me cause just bounce off me like bullets do
fifty!
I'm the beatiful-est thing and gonna miss me when I'm gone
Like Kieth Murry when he threw a stool and hit a
(argghhh!!)
I do this for Swifty, Kon and Kuniva, Bizzy & are you with
me?

[Chorus:
Come on an come on an
Kick your shoes off mother come on an
Cause we get it on an till the of dawn an
your arse up mother f**kers quit yawnin
Cause we ain't leavin till 6 in tha
So up an sing along the words to the song an
If you don't know the words an you can't along an
like you know em mother f**kers an join in
Everybody on an

?? the media pitted me of a starter
In a with heat it's hard to keep me without one
F**k slugs I'm walkin with a shotgun
Constantly popin they hot son, better not run
The bosses of all a haluocaust to whoever ain't concious
In a full of dog shit,
I'ma gothic death project, you stop
You die than mach speed without bleedin
It ain't about you readin
When you meet me better speak like a greetins
Either that or be beefin free when
You ******* need a 'E' to speak shit!
Your is a botique bitch
Keep the where you can reach quick
I snipe you with it and we even keep it a secret
****** I did it from a mind of a patient
When glocks wave you can save that for satan
You

[Chorus:
Come on an everybody on an
Kick your shoes off f**kers come on an
Cause we get it on an the brick of dawn an
Wake your arse up f**kers quit yawnin
Cause we ain't leavin 6 in tha mornin
So up an sing along with the to the song an
If you don't know the words an you sing along an
like you know em mother f**kers an join in
Everybody on an

Yo yo I heard you don't like us
But so this beef is like
'What tha did he say in his rap Em?'
I can see he's just a punk
I mean these niggas on me
I'm seeing guts
I don't need no enemies, as my family a trucks
Am I empty seein ?? I emtpy out them ?? to fight you
In front of every reporter I don't like
No need for metaphores I get across when I write
So emotions enough to say "f**k you bitch, and I don't you,
WHAT!"
I might as well give this up like sales
And just an leave D12 and this blunt
We self destruct
I've felt it this much
on fellas, get up
We got to fight like Bugs night of his life

[Kon
I walk with a limp, hangin off'a tha hip
I'm awkward and quick enough an sick sparkin a fith
Your carcus is split the beef is partially thick
We can't take you serious, you a comedy
You probaly wish that you be out shootin them G's
But the only you shoot is the breeze
I can't believe you speaking on movin
But every time we hear you it
The only thing you is wolf tickets
I look cause niggas will test your nut sack
So when they bust you better back
And get your guts clapped outa stomach
And they want it (yeah)
I bring a hundred niggas runave
So get your gun and if you

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Come on an come on an
Kick your shoes off f**kers come on an
Cause we get it on an till the brick of an
your arse up mother f**kers quit yawnin
Cause we ain't leavin till 6 in tha
So up an sing along with the words to the an
If you don't know the an you can't sing along an
Fake you know em mother f**kers an join in
come on an