Luyện nghe bài hát Come On In

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

For whatever it's worth it's me havin my arse whipped
Cause have the last lift that ever gets arse squished
I just can't get these little pissants
That wanna be 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 when it just happens
And I snap and it's a wrap, and it's a an then it isn't
rap is it?
Hip-Hop isn't a sport anymore you got to go and resort back
that shit
Maybe I'm old but my pashion
Is to anyone rappin without havin a slappin
Believe me I'd much rather pick up a pencil than a 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 not gonna like it
Cause if I get pushed over the edge then I'm pullin you me
You a stick at a big boy you get bit B
These stick to you like crazy glue
When you diss me cause they just bounce off me bullets do
fifty!
I'm the beatiful-est and your gonna miss me when I'm gone
Like Kieth Murry he threw a stool and hit a girl
(argghhh!!)
I do this for Swifty, Kon and Kuniva, Bizzy & Proof are you
me?

[Chorus:
on an everybody come on an
Kick your shoes off mother f**kers on an
Cause we get it on an till the brick of an
Wake your arse up f**kers quit 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
like you know em mother f**kers an join in
Everybody on an

?? the media me of a beef starter
In a party with heat hard to keep me without 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,
I'ma gothic death project, you breathin
You die quicker than mach without bleedin
It ain't what you readin
When you meet me better speak a season's greetins
Either that or we'll be beefin free
You ******* a 'E' just to speak shit!
Your leader is a bitch
Keep the heater where you can quick
I snipe you with it and we won't even keep it a
****** I did it from a mind of a patient
When glocks wave you can save conversation for satan
You

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

Yo yo I heard you don't like us
But so what this is like
'What tha f**k did he say in his rap
I can see that he's just a
I mean niggas squeeze on me
Please I'm guts
I don't need no enemies, as my family a trucks
Am I seein them ?? I emtpy out them ?? to fight you
In of every reporter that I don't like
No need for metaphores I get yours when I write
So emotions enough to say "f**k you bitch, and I don't you,
WHAT!"
I might as give this up like heavy sales
And just f**k an leave D12 and this
We can't self
I've felt it this much
on fellas, get up
We got to fight Bugs last night of his life

Artis]
I walk with a limp, pistol off'a tha hip
I'm awkward and quick enough an sick when sparkin a
Your carcus is split even the is partially thick
We can't take you serious, you a comedy
You probaly wish that you could be out shootin G's
But the only you shoot is the breeze
I believe you speaking on movin key's
But every we hear you kick it
The only thing you sellin is wolf
I look wicked cause will test your nut sack
So when bust you better bust back
And get your guts clapped outa your
And they want it (yeah)
I bring a niggas from runave
So get your gun and if you

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