Luyện nghe bài hát On on On

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

Could 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, getcha ass jacked, put the in his dick
Another comin' for the hit
That shit, who the next gon' dip with

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

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

White Gutz, white wall tires, and paint
With so much love why do we hate?
'Cuz everybody plate full, we got some 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 touchin' and the be rushin'
For the stage, bitches see a second page in chapter
T-Mo bustin' bullets I'm more than just a rapper

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

With 'em on the I'm hittin' jumpers outside-a
rider, deep like a diver
Rich like
Ain't no

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

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

Fielders of this
It was the that 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 can't stand on purpose you didn't know yo' poppa
Now I hate her, so "Kiss the Goodbye" like Jada
We comin' up escalators
And if you say you the best then we ten times

and seeds
Melt like Now-and-Laters
Erase yo' data! this nigga chaser
And if I have to, hitchu with the maser

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