Luyện nghe bài hát Come On In

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

For whatever it's worth it's me havin my arse whipped
Cause I'ma have the lift that ever gets arse squished
I can't get past these little pissants
wanna be rauny bad asses so bad
And so mad they can't stand it
we can and they can't spit (Haawk)
And they can't it like a man
And that's when it just
And I snap and it's a wrap, and a scrap an then it isn't
rap is it?
Hip-Hop isn't a sport anymore when you got to go and back
into that
Maybe I'm old fashioned but my
Is to smash rappin without havin a slappin
Believe me I'd rather pick up a pencil than a pistol but
I'm now
But it all depends on just how far it get's on the mic
Cause I'm tellin you right now your not like it
if I get pushed 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 crazy glue
When you diss me cause they just bounce off me bullets do
fifty!
I'm the beatiful-est thing and your miss me when I'm gone
Like Kieth Murry when he threw a and hit a girl
(argghhh!!)
I do this for Swifty, Kon and Kuniva, & Proof are you with
me?

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

?? the media me of a beef starter
In a party with heat it's hard to keep me one
F**k slugs I'm walkin gloves with a
Constantly slugs they hot son, better not run
The of all bosses a haluocaust to whoever ain't concious
In a house of dog shit,
gothic death project, you stop breathin
You die than mach speed without bleedin
It ain't what you readin
When you me better speak like a season's greetins
that or we'll be beefin free when
You ******* need a 'E' just to shit!
Your leader is a botique
Keep the heater where you can quick
I you with 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 come on an
Kick your shoes off mother come on an
we get it on an till the brick of dawn an
Wake your up mother f**kers quit yawnin
Cause we leavin till 6 in tha mornin
So up an sing with the words to the song an
If you don't know the words an you sing along an
like you know em mother f**kers an join in
Everybody on an

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

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

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