Luyện nghe bài hát On Top

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Still happy in black and don't 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 can't keep up, no, better run
stop, what we gone too far
Don't flop, we just too large

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

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

I love when a chick leave my crib
And I love when a playa-hata try to me
Or cock-block me but you stop 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 frontin' we ain't fly
But nigga name nothing that we ain't buy

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

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

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

We got some, real niggas, real blingas, real makers
No play, Bad on top
They stop
No, we got some, real niggas, real blingas, money makers
No play, Bad on top
They stop