Luyện nghe bài hát On on On

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

Could never be ya cousin brother, rather be a
In ya [Incomprehensible] we could settle it
DF the Family, they still sellin' it
Knickerbocker socker on the weekend fella

Black crow nest buck back
jokes, getcha ass jacked, put the bullets in his dick
Another for the Excaliber hit
That shit, who the gon' dip with this?

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In the middle of the ghetto, the rhythm of the rebel takin'
Country and verbals, you'll try to censor it and stop it
But we still won't settle, Pinnochio and
They tellin' to my fellow Americans

Besides the heroines and heros, dope fiends and
The Dungeon steady jammin' as the beat goes
We more familiar the dirty ain't no equal
My name is and I keep me two of street hoes

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

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when a G be bustin', ice-cold crushin'
Ladies be touchin' and the club be
For the stage, bitches see a page in this chapter
T-Mo bustin' bullets 'cuz I'm more than a rapper

actor and producer on the news sir
Pimp or breeder, house leader
The game get deeper, sweeper, Yamaha
DF a rider, like a wood driver

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

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

And I out the blue like a Crip
And believe me get whipped
Georgia's biggest
My new born drink milk from his momma's breast

of this stress
It was the music took you
Put you in a pot and you
If was [Incomprehensible] I'd cook you

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

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

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

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