Luyện nghe bài hát On Point

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

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

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

Diggy, double 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 hall Ball
all of y'all, we the big shots
Heavy rotation, every
Smoke with roadies
On the corner in front of

famous, you gon' love us or hate us
You the that'd scuff up my gators
of my papers been about my glitter
So you my jaw
Damn, can't a 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 what?

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

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

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

Slab riders, chrome twinkies smokin' sticky, pinky
With some flipping with me
Memphis, let me break it for you, pal
Makin' easy money pimping hoes in

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

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

It's no surprise how we
All you smaller
Fronting you live but we oversize

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

Take to perfect every rhyme that I kick
I should get a sign on my
No time for chicks
They be tryin' to resist, time I insist
submit, bitch, don't be lying 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 gotta cap and go for more
Catch me next time, I gotta rock a
to go, I'll be back and some other fat chick
Peace to the Bronx, a in this rap shit

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 point

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

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