Luyện nghe bài hát On on On

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Well, it's the dip monk execute parachute
[Incomprehensible] Gipp man, lovin' that orange brother
Make you stay up all night, make ya puffy
Eyes wide like the wheel of a Huffy

never be ya cousin brother, rather be a relative
In ya seat-painted we could settle it
DF the Family, below they sellin' it
Knickerbocker socker on the type fella

Black crow don't buck back
Love jokes, ass jacked, put the bullets in his dick
Another comin' for the hit
That shit, who the next dip with this?

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In the middle of the ghetto, the rhythm of the rebel over
Country clubs and verbals, you'll try to it and stop it
But we still settle, Pinnochio and Gepetto
They tellin' to my fellow Americans

Besides the heroines and heros, dope fiends and
The Dungeon Family steady as the beat goes
We familiar that the dirty ain't no equal
My name is B-I-G and I keep me two of hoes

White Gutz, white tires, and white paint
With so much why do we need hate?
'Cuz everybody plate ain't full, we got empty plates
Gotta grind till they you yo' shine, you shake and bake like

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Even a G be bustin', ice-cold crushin'
Ladies be and the club be rushin'
For the stage, see a second page in this chapter
bustin' bullets 'cuz I'm more than just a rapper

Slash and producer on the news sir
Pimp or breeder, strong leader
The game get deeper, sweeper, creeper
DF each a rider, a wood driver

With 'em on the court I'm jumpers outside-a
Southwest rider, deep a diver
Rich Pryor
no higher

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Witchdoctor come it
I'm your words from your heart beat
Hit me, I'm off my hip
And I keep a box of extra clips 'cuz is a trip

And I come out the like a Crip
And me asses'll get whipped
biggest mess
My new born gon' drink milk from his breast

Fielders of this
It was the music that you
Put you in a pot and you
If this was [Incomprehensible] I'd you

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so gritty
Mayside gladiator, blue and raider
Southwest dwellin' in Decatur
Skin ya like a gator, yo' head like a baked potato

I can't stand on purpose tellin' you know yo' poppa
Now I hate her, so "Kiss the Game Goodbye" Jada
We up like escalators
And if you say you the then we ten times greater

and seeds
Melt away like
Erase yo' data! With this chaser
And if I have to, hitchu with the maser

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