Luyện nghe bài hát If I Die Today

[Lil
44' bulldog, my mother pet
I point it at you and tell dat motha fucka
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 jail she let me call an
But if she get greedy, starve her to death
Top down, it's upset been the world and n*gga I aint cum yet!
You f**k with me wrong, I your head off your neck
The too long, I got a bed on the jet
The guns are drawn and I aint talking a sketch
I pay these n*ggas with a check
Prepared for the worst but praying for the best
This game is a bitch I got my hand up her
The money don't sleep so can't rest
An AK47 is my address, huh

Ross]
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 it's December 31st
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 Nike
Counts the profits you could bring 'em in a box
Grinding in my Jordan's kick em off might be hot, swish!
I'm in the yellow b*tch, boss
In the red 911 looking
Red make b*tch n*gga sit down
Thought he was bullet proof till he got hit the fifth
Drop palm in a n*gga dope
Make it come back even than before
Baby I'm the only one that pays car notes
Well I got killers off in Chicago

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

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

[Lil
Talk get ya head popped
I got that Esther, I'm red fox
Big bee's, Red Sox
I get to kill time, dead clocks
f-cking with 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 a piece
banana clip, let Chiquita speak
Dark shades, E
letters, YMCMB
Bitch ass n*gga, P*ssy ass
I see ya looking, whit yo looking ass
You the rules, kill em all and keep moving
If I died today it'd be a

[Rick
I'm not a star, somebody I got a chopper in the car
So make it come alive
Rip ya ass apart then I put together
YMCMB, double M, we rich
The bigger the bullet the more b*tch gon bang
Red on the wall, Basquiat when I
Red Lamborghini I gave it to my bitch
My home invasion, pocket gain and 40 bricks
Son of a bitch, than I a great escape
Aint it funny momma, only son be baking
Pull up in the sleigh, hop out like I'm claus
N*ggas round, I got gifts for all of y'all
Take it home and let it thats the double up
If you get in trouble that just mean you 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