Luyện nghe bài hát On Point

Yeah, yeah, Eightball, the Fat Mack in the
You know what I'm about
Space Age
You know I'm talking about

Big Pun up in here, you know what I'm about
D, Fat Mack, we gonna do this
You know what I'm about
Sure, poor, blower, how we do, Heavy D, set it up

Big Gentlemen, asshole full of
New millenium, new then a sort addition
women, swimming in 'em
Cinnamon with denim, diva pigeons, the glissin'
Y'all listen, see, what you missin'

Diggy, double a Henny
All about the N E Y, bubble like no any
lipped, crucifix, seducing chicks
Selective whips, hits

I sun with Pun, crew hall with Ball
Screw all of y'all, we the big
Heavy rotation, every
Smoke stogies with
On the corner in of Bodega's

World famous, you gon' love us or us
You the type scuff up my gators
Because of my been about my glitter
So you my jaw
Damn, a nigga live, homeboy?

You on point, Hev
I'm on point, Pun
You on point,
I'm on what?

You on point, Hev
I'm on point, Pun
You on point,
I'm on what?

You on point, Hev
I'm on point, Pun
You on point,
I'm on what?

You on point,
I'm on point, Pun
You on point,
I'm on point

Days and days, green shades of sticky haze
Remember from doin' it the player way
Turn it up and we gon' it 'till the track stops
Make the club seem than a crack spot

Players pushin' like it's a kilo
Keep my jewelry like my name's Sub Zero
'till I'm gone, thug, living ain't new to me
Love me a ghetto girl and she do to me

Presidential and Bezo's turn 'em out
Pass 'em through the clique everybody burn 'em out
How you lovin' that icin' on the right
Miami girls hit that white and it all night

riders, chrome twinkies smokin' sticky, iced pinky
With some styles with me
Memphis, let me it down for you, pal
Makin' money pimping hoes in style

You on point, Hev
I'm on point, Pun
You on point,
I'm on what?

You on point, Hev
I'm on point, Pun
You on point,
I'm on what?

You on point, Hev
I'm on point, Pun
You on point,
I'm on point

You on point,
I'm on point, Pun
You on point,
I'm on point

me, BP
From the middle of Italy
Eightball and Heavy
Diddly diddly dee

It's no surprise how we
All you guys
Fronting that you but we oversize

Holding to you neck
All my nines and my
on but get strive for the best

Take time to perfect every rhyme that I
I get a sign on my dick
No for them chicks
be tryin' to resist, every time I insist
They submit, bitch, don't be on my prick

I'm too quick for lies and deception
Would you in my direction?
If you for perfection
And just watch the pro but it's like a

You gotta cap and go for more
Catch me next time, I gotta rock a
Gots to go, be back and some other fat chick
to the Bronx, a mother in this rap shit

You on point, Hev
I'm on point, Pun
You on point,
I'm on what?

You on point, Hev
I'm on point, Pun
You on point,
I'm on what?

You on point, Hev
I'm on point, Pun
You on point,
I'm on point

You on point,
I'm on point, Pun
You on point,
I'm on what?

I'm on point, Pun
I'm on what?
I'm on point, Pun
I'm on point
I'm on point, Pun
I'm on what?

I'm on what?
I'm on what?
I'm on what?
I'm on point