Luyện nghe bài hát On Top

Yo, I'm a gangsta, outlaw, indoor,
Nigga tell me, right, Loon goin' paw
It's Bad Boy we don't a fuck about y'all
Step in the room see the come up out y'all

I with niggas but it's something about y'all
Actin' loon can't do shit without y'all
I my menses in Benzes that out y'alls
See how it feel when friends be without y'all

I been doin' it, coke I movin' it
Before you niggas of the block I been through with it
confusin' this music shit, die for some foolishness
Frontin' you a hardware usin' bitch

You hit the block, prolly your whip
Niggas snatch your watch and the out your crucifix
Watch how we do this shit, Bad Boy it
So playboy, what of paper is you playin' wit

See that Bad Boy on the
Too slow keep up, no, better run
Don't stop, we gone too far
Don't flop, what we too large

See that Bad Boy on the
Too slow keep up, no, better run
Don't stop, what we too far
Don't flop, we just too large

Let's get, one thing
Still the same cat who put the in ya ear
Still the cat who let the big rock with Tony
wanted successful rap mogul

Still got niggas wilin' out on the
Still got the sky-blue on
Still eat at in Sean John velor
Still and still want more

Still hate war, want peace
And I still stand to see blacks beefin'
Y'all still and we still eatin'
Still bring heat, wilin' out on the weekends

happy in black and don't need a reason
Still platinum in London and Sweden
Still pack the like Adam did Eve 'n'
I still got to leave your girlfriend freakin'

See Bad Boy on the countdown
Too slow can't up, no, better run
Don't stop, we gone too far
Don't flop, what we too large

See that Bad Boy on the
Too slow can't up, no, better run
Don't stop, what we too far
Don't flop, what we just too

Aiyo, all the money and riches
and pictures, slippin', these silly hos will get ya
But not me, I'm too
I love the women scream, "Hey Papi"

I love when a leave my crib knock-kneed
And I when a playa-hata try to knock me
Or cock-block me but you can't me
You for all you want but you can't top me

Yeah, I'm a B A D B O Y
Son we multiply, we don't die
Niggas like we ain't fly
But nigga can't name nothing we ain't buy

Or we ain't try, or we drive
The judge said, "Not guilty" and he lie
Niggas need a hit it's to me cry
So why front like P-D ain't live

See that Bad Boy on the
Too can't keep up, no, better run
Don't stop, what we too far
flop, what we just too large

See that Bad Boy on the
Too slow keep up, no, better run
Don't stop, we gone too far
Don't flop, what we too large

See that Bad Boy on the
Too slow keep up, no, better run
Don't stop, what we too far
Don't flop, what we too large

See Bad Boy on the countdown
Too slow keep up, no, better run
Don't stop, what we too far
flop, what we just too large

We got some, niggas, real blingas, real money makers
No play, Bad on top
They won't
No, we got some, real niggas, real blingas, real makers
No play, Bad on top
They won't