Luyện nghe bài hát Come On In

Good
Haha, wake your mother f**kin up
Yo is the what?
Well on then, you know what time it is
Stop sleepin on my roof

For whatever it's worth it's worth me havin my arse
Cause I'ma have the last lift that ever gets squished
I just can't get these little pissants
wanna be rauny bad asses so bad
And they so mad they stand it
Cause we can and they can't (Haawk)
And they can't handle it a man
And when it just happens
And I and it's a wrap, and it's a scrap an then it isn't
rap is it?
Hip-Hop isn't a anymore when you got to go and resort back
that shit
Maybe I'm old fashioned but my
Is to smash rappin without havin a slappin
Believe me I'd much pick up a pencil than a pistol but
I'm now
But it all depends on how far it get's took on the mic
Cause I'm tellin you now your not gonna like it
Cause if I get over the edge then I'm pullin you with me
You poke a at a big boy you get bit B
These words stick to you like glue
When you diss me cause they just off me like bullets do
fifty!
I'm the beatiful-est thing and your gonna miss me when I'm
Like Kieth Murry he threw a stool and hit a girl
(argghhh!!)
I do this for Swifty, Kon and Kuniva, Bizzy & are you with
me?

[Chorus:
Come on an come on an
your shoes off mother f**kers come on an
Cause we get it on an the brick of dawn an
Wake your arse up mother f**kers yawnin
Cause we ain't leavin till 6 in tha
So up an sing along with the words to the an
If you don't know the an you can't sing along an
Fake like you know em mother f**kers an in
Everybody on an

?? the media me of a beef starter
In a party heat it's hard to keep me without one
slugs I'm walkin gloves with a shotgun
Constantly slugs they hot son, better not run
The bosses of all a haluocaust to whoever ain't concious
In a full of dog shit,
I'ma gothic death project, you breathin
You die quicker than mach speed bleedin
It about what you readin
When you meet me better speak a season's greetins
Either or we'll be beefin free when
You ******* need a 'E' to speak shit!
Your is a botique bitch
Keep the heater you can reach quick
I snipe you it and we won't even keep it a secret
****** I did it from a of a mental patient
glocks wave you can save that conversation for satan
You

[Chorus:
Come on an everybody on an
Kick shoes off mother f**kers come on an
Cause we get it on an till the brick of an
Wake arse up mother f**kers quit yawnin
Cause we ain't leavin till 6 in tha
So up an sing along with the to the song an
If you don't know the words an you can't along an
Fake you know em mother f**kers an join in
come on an

Yo yo I heard you niggas don't us
But so this beef is like
tha f**k did he say in his rap Em?'
I can see that just a punk
I mean niggas squeeze on me
I'm seeing guts
I don't need no enemies, as my family a trucks
Am I empty seein ?? I emtpy out them ?? to fight you
In front of every reporter that I don't
No for metaphores I get yours across when I write
So emotions to say "f**k you bitch, and I don't like you,
WHAT!"
I might as well this up like heavy sales
And f**k an leave D12 and this blunt
We can't destruct
I've never it this much
on fellas, get up
We got to fight like Bugs night of his life

[Kon
I walk with a limp, pistol off'a tha hip
I'm awkward and quick enough an sick sparkin a fith
Your is split even the beef is partially thick
We can't take you serious, you a skit
You probaly that you could be out shootin them G's
But the only thing you is the breeze
I can't believe you speaking on key's
But every time we hear you it
The thing you sellin is wolf tickets
I look cause niggas will test your nut sack
So when they bust you better bust
And get your guts clapped outa stomach
And when they it (yeah)
I bring a hundred niggas from
So get your gun and if you

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Come on an come on an
your shoes off mother f**kers come on an
Cause we get it on an till the brick of an
Wake arse up mother f**kers quit yawnin
Cause we ain't leavin till 6 in tha
So up an sing with the words to the song an
If you know the words an you can't sing along an
Fake you know em mother f**kers an join in
come on an