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 legs on my
I get p**sy, mouth and ass, call dat triple threat
I was in jail 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 off your neck
The too long, I got a bed on the jet
The are drawn and I aint talking bout a sketch
I pay these n*ggas a reality check
Prepared for the worst but still for the best
game is a bitch I got my hand up her dress
The money sleep so Weezy can't rest
An AK47 is my address, huh

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

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

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

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

[Lil
Load up the choppers like December 31st
up and cock it and hit them where it hurts
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 a n*gga who don't give a f**k
Empty the clip than a window up
pussy n*ggas sweet, you n*ggas
I'm in a red b*tch, she say she fin to cum
200 thou on a chain, I don't need a
That banana clip, let speak
shades, Eazy E
Five letters,
ass n*gga, P*ssy ass n*gga
I see ya looking, yo looking ass n*gga
You the rules, kill em all and keep moving
If I died today be a holiday

[Rick
I'm not a star, lied I got a chopper in the car
So don't make it alive
Rip ya ass apart then I put myself
YMCMB, double M, we forever
The bigger the bullet the more b*tch gon bang
Red on the wall, when I paint
Red Lamborghini till I gave it to my
My first invasion, pocket gain and 40 bricks
Son of a bitch, than I a great escape
Aint it momma, only son be baking cakes
Pull up in the sleigh, hop out like I'm santa
gather round, I got gifts for all of y'all
Take it and let it bubble thats the double up
If you get in that just mean you f**king up
It's a cold I need a bird to cuddle up
I call the plays, muthaf**k up

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