Luyện nghe bài hát John

Yeah uh, fo' fo' bulldog, my pet
I point it at you and tell motherfucker fetch
I'm fucking her good, she got her on my neck
I get pussy, mouth and ass, call bitch triple threat
When I was in she let me call her collect
But if she get greedy, I'ma starve her to
Top down, it's
fucking the world and nigga and I ain't cum yet!
You fuck with me wrong, I knock your head off your
The too long, I got a bed on the jet
The guns are drawn and I ain't talking 'bout a
I pay these niggas a reality 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 is my fucking address, huh

I'm not a star,
Somebody I got a chopper in the car (huh)
I got a in the car (huh)
I got a in the car

Load up the choppers like it's thirty first
Roll up and cock it and hit them where it hurts
If I die today, remember me John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm all brown linen, huh

Big black nigga, and an icy
Shoes on the coupe, I got a Nike shop
Counts the profits you could bring 'em in a box
in my Jordan's kick 'em off they might high, swish!
I'm swimming in the yellow bitch,
In the red nine eleven looking
Red beam make a bitch nigga sit
Thought it were bullet proof 'till he got hit the fifth
Drop Palmolive in a dope
Make it back even harder than before
Baby I'm the only one that your car notes
Well connected, got off in Chicago

I'm not a star, somebody I got a chopper in the car (huh)
I got a in the car (huh)
I got a in the car

up the choppers like it's December thirty first
Roll up and it and hit them niggas where it hurts
If I die today, remember me John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm all brown linen, huh

Talk stupid get ya popped
I got Esther,
I'm Red Foxx, big B's, Red Sox
I get money to time, dead clocks
Your with a nigga who don't give a fuck
Empty the clip than a window up
niggas sweet, you niggas Cinnabon
I'm in a red bitch, she she finna cum
Two thou' on a chain, I don't need a piece
That clip, let Chiquita speak
Dark shades, E
letters, YMCMB
Bitch ass nigga, ass nigga
I see ya looking, with ya ass nigga
You the rules, kill 'em all and keep moving
If I died today be a holiday

I'm not a star, somebody I got a chopper in the car
So make it come alive
Rip yo ass apart than I put myself
YMCMB, double M, we forever (huh)
The bigger the bullet the more bitch gon' bang
Red on the wall, when I paint
Red Lamborghini I gave it to my bitch
My first home invasion, gave me forty bricks
Son of a bitch, than I a great escape
Ain't it funny momma, only son be cakes
Pull up in the sleigh, hop out like I'm Claus
Niggas gather 'round, got gifts for each and all of
Take it home and let it bubble the double up
If you get in that just mean you fucking up
It's a cold world I need a to cuddle up
I call the plays, mothafucker up

I'm not a star, lied,
I got a in the car, yeah