Luyện nghe bài hát On Point

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

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

Big Gentlemen, asshole full of
New millenium, new Bentley then a sort
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 N E Y, bubble like no any
lipped, crucifix, seducing chicks
Selective whips, hits

I break sun with Pun, crew with Ball
Screw all of y'all, we the big
rotation, every location
Smoke stogies with
On the corner in front of

famous, you gon' love us or hate us
You the that'd scuff up my gators
Because of my papers 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 point

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

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

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

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

suites and Bezo's turn 'em out
Pass 'em through the clique until everybody 'em out
How you lovin' icin' on the cake right
Miami girls hit white and shake 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 point

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?

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

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

knives to you neck
All my and my techs
Shine on but get for the best

time to perfect every rhyme that I kick
I should get a on my dick
No time for chicks
be tryin' to resist, every time I insist
They submit, bitch, don't be lying on my

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

You gotta cap and go feelin' for
Catch me time, I gotta rock a show
Gots to go, be back and some other fat chick
Peace to the Bronx, a mother in this rap

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, 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

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 point

I'm on point
I'm on point
I'm on point
I'm on point