Luyện nghe bài hát On Point

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

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

Big Gentlemen, full of Benjamins
New millenium, new then a sort addition
women, swimming in 'em
Cinnamon with denim, diva pigeons, the glissin'
don't listen, see, what you missin'

Diggy, shot a Henny
All about the ammo N E Y, bubble no any
Diamond lipped, crucifix, seducing
whips, consecutive hits

I break sun with Pun, crew with Ball
all of y'all, we the big shots
Heavy rotation, location
Smoke with roadies
On the in front of Bodega's

World famous, you gon' us or hate us
You the type that'd scuff up my
of my papers been about my glitter
So you my jaw
Damn, a nigga live, homeboy?

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

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I'm on point, Pun
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I'm on point, Pun
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I'm on point, Pun
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Days and days, green shades of sticky haze
Eightball from doin' it the player way
Turn it up and we gon' rock it 'till the stops
Make the club seem than a crack spot

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

Presidential suites and turn 'em out
Pass 'em through the clique until burn 'em out
How you lovin' icin' on the cake right
girls hit that white and shake it all night

Slab riders, chrome 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
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I'm on point

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

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

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

me, BP
From the middle of Little
With Eightball and
diddly diddly dee

It's no how we pulverize
All you smaller
that you live 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 time for chicks
They be tryin' to resist, time I insist
They submit, bitch, don't be on my prick

I'm too quick for your lies and
Would you rise in my
If you for perfection
And just watch the pro but like a chore

You cap and go feelin' for more
Catch me next time, I gotta a show
Gots to go, I'll be back and some 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 point

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

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

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