Luyện nghe bài hát On Top

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

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

I been doin' it, I been movin' it
Before you niggas thought of the I been through with it
Keep this music shit, die for some foolishness
Frontin' like you a hardware bitch

You hit the block, prolly your whip
Niggas your watch and the rocks out your crucifix
Watch how we do shit, Bad Boy 2Kin it
So playboy, what type of paper is you wit

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

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

Let's get, one clear
Still the cat who put the flavor in ya ear
Still the same cat who let the big rock Tony
Most wanted rap mogul

Still got wilin' out on the floor
got the sky-blue drop-toppers on
Still eat at Justin's in Sean velor
humble and still want more

Still hate war, want peace
And I can't stand to see blacks beefin'
Y'all still sleepin' and we eatin'
Still bring that heat, wilin' out on the

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, I'm a B A D B O Y
Son we multiply, we don't die
Niggas frontin' we ain't fly
But nigga can't nothing that 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 nigga P-D ain't

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

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

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

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