Luyện nghe bài hát Come On In

Good
Haha, wake your mother arses up
Yo is the what?
Well come on then, you what time it is
Stop sleepin on my roof

For whatever it's worth worth me havin my arse whipped
Cause I'ma have the last lift that ever gets arse
I just get past these little pissants
That be rauny bad asses so bad
And they so mad they stand it
we can and they can't spit (Haawk)
And they can't handle it a man
And that's when it just
And I snap and it's a wrap, and it's a scrap an it isn't
rap is it?
Hip-Hop isn't a anymore when you got to go and resort back
that shit
Maybe I'm old but my pashion
Is to smash anyone rappin without havin a
Believe me I'd much pick up a pencil than a pistol but
I'm now
But it all on just how far it get's took on the mic
Cause I'm tellin you right now your not gonna it
Cause if I get pushed over the edge 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 they just bounce off me like do
fifty!
I'm the beatiful-est thing and gonna miss me when I'm gone
Like Murry when he threw a stool and hit a girl
(argghhh!!)
I do for Swifty, Kon and Kuniva, Bizzy & Proof are you with
me?

[Chorus:
Come on an come on an
Kick your shoes off f**kers come on an
Cause we get it on an the brick of dawn an
Wake arse up mother f**kers quit yawnin
we ain't leavin till 6 in tha mornin
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 like you know em mother an join in
come on an

?? the media pitted me of a beef
In a party with heat it's hard to me without one
F**k slugs I'm gloves with a shotgun
Constantly popin slugs they hot son, not run
The bosses of all a haluocaust to whoever ain't concious
In a house of dog shit,
gothic death project, you stop breathin
You die quicker than mach without bleedin
It about what you readin
you meet me better speak like a season's greetins
Either that or we'll be free when
You ******* a 'E' just to speak shit!
Your leader is a bitch
Keep the heater where you can reach
I you with it and we won't even keep it a secret
****** I did it from a mind of a mental
glocks wave you can save that conversation for satan
You

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

Yo yo I heard you niggas like us
But so what this is like
'What tha did he say in his rap Em?'
I can see that he's just a
I mean niggas squeeze on me
I'm seeing guts
I don't need no enemies, as my family a trucks
Am I empty them ?? I emtpy out them ?? to fight you
In of every reporter that I don't like
No need for metaphores I get yours when I write
So emotions enough to say "f**k you bitch, and I like you,
WHAT!"
I might as well give up like heavy sales
And just f**k an leave D12 and blunt
We can't self
I've never it this much
on fellas, get up
We got to fight like Bugs last night of his

[Kon
I with a limp, pistol hangin off'a tha hip
I'm awkward and quick enough an sick sparkin a fith
carcus is split even the beef is partially thick
We can't you serious, you a comedy skit
You probaly that you could be out shootin them G's
But the only thing you shoot is the
I can't believe you on movin key's
But every we hear you kick it
The only thing you sellin is tickets
I look wicked cause niggas test your nut sack
So when they bust you bust back
And get your clapped outa your stomach
And when want it (yeah)
I a hundred niggas from runave
So get your gun and if you

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