Luyện nghe bài hát If I Die Today

[Lil
44' bulldog, my mother pet
I point it at you and tell dat fucka fetch
I'm f**king her good, she got her on my neck
I get p**sy, mouth and ass, call dat bitch threat
When I was in she let me call an collect
But if she get greedy, starve her to death
Top down, it's upset been f**king the world and n*gga I cum yet!
You f**k with me wrong, I knock your head off neck
The too long, I got a bed on the jet
The guns are drawn and I aint talking a sketch
I pay n*ggas with a reality check
Prepared for the worst but still for the best
This game is a bitch I got my up her dress
The money sleep so Weezy can't rest
An AK47 is my address, huh

[Rick
I'm not a star, somebody I got a chopper in the car
I got a in the car
I got a in the car

Wayne]
Load up the choppers like it's December
up and cock it and hit them n*ggas where it hurts
Cause if I die today, me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm talking all linen, huh

Ross]
Big black and an icy watch
Shoes on the coupe, b*tch i got a shop
Counts the you could bring 'em in a Nike box
Grinding in my kick em off they might be hot, swish!
I'm swimming in the yellow b*tch,
In the red 911 devilish
Red beam b*tch n*gga sit down
Thought he was proof till he got hit the fifth time
Drop palm in a n*gga dope
Make it come even harder than before
Baby I'm the only one that pays your car
Well connected I got killers off in

Ross]
I'm not a star, lied I got a chopper in the car
I got a in the car
I got a in the car

[Lil
up the choppers like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them where it
if I die today, remember me John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm talking all linen, huh

Wayne]
Talk stupid get ya head
I got Esther, bitch I'm red fox
Big bee's, Red Sox
I get money to time, dead clocks
Your f-cking with a n*gga who give a f**k
Empty the clip roll a window up
pussy n*ggas sweet, you cinnabun
I'm in a red b*tch, she say she fin to cum
200 thou on a chain, I don't need a
That clip, let Chiquita speak
Dark shades, E
letters, YMCMB
Bitch ass n*gga, P*ssy ass
I see ya looking, yo looking ass n*gga
You know the rules, kill em all and moving
If I died it'd be a holiday

Ross]
I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a in the car
So make it come alive
Rip ya ass apart I put myself together
YMCMB, double M, we forever
The bigger the bullet the more that b*tch gon
Red on the wall, Basquiat I paint
Red till I gave it to my bitch
My first invasion, pocket gain and 40 bricks
Son of a bitch, than I made a great
Aint it momma, only son be baking cakes
Pull up in the sleigh, hop out like I'm claus
N*ggas gather round, I got for all of y'all
Take it and let it bubble thats the double up
If you get in trouble that just mean you up
It's a cold World I need a to cuddle up
I the plays, muthaf**k huddle up

Wayne]
I'm not a star, somebody lied, I got a in the car