Luyện nghe bài hát John Gotti

Bet a lot pussy niggas to murder Brasi
Boulevard, Murcirélago and a
Boobie Black, Gunna, and Menace still a catch a
And if you around with Rayzor, bitch I'm out my body
Sideways, coupe be out my
Whole clique pull up in Vettes, we out our body
And you ever disrespect it then it's
I just be me a shooter like I'm John Gotti

I like John Gotti
(Put your hands down, when you to me, bitch)
John
'Cause it ain't shit to send a hit, I feel like John
It ain't shit to send a hit, I like John Gotti

My CJ tried to hit me with a brick of raw
In Alexandria, it's nothing for to get it gone
With music, I ain't won awards, but I kept it
Gon be a god in New like that nigga Daymond
in the south like my nigga Lucci
Corvette in front of David screeching free Lee Lucas
that nigga bitch, I got her saying free Lee Lucas (Free Lee Lucas)
(Say Lee Lucas)

Beeto and Bryan bitch, I got off the phone with 'em
My old hatin, sending me the wrong signals
My dog recorded conversations, man what's wrong him?
You got them college niggas fool, I be with killers

Bet a lot pussy niggas to murder Brasi
Boulevard, and a Maserati
Boobie Black, Gunna, and Menace a catch a body
And if you fuck around with Rayzor, bitch I'm out my
Sideways, coupe be out my
Whole clique up in Vettes, bitch we out our body
And you ever disrespect it it's kamikaze
I be with me a shooter like I'm John Gotti

I feel like John
(Put your down, when you talkin' to me, bitch)
Gotti
'Cause it shit to send a hit, I feel like John Gotti
It ain't shit to send a hit, I feel like Gotti

Praise to Allah, I was a god
the murder game I'm righteous
Cancel shows just for Rayzor wedding, I know another just like it
I love Bunker, but despite the love, I don't know what him dislike it
But me and Gunna in the truck and we screeching off like lightning
Fast, the dash, your bitch on my ass, she want me to smash
Flip out and flash, I'd rather get
she bad and she into bags
Up in the Louis, Pucci
I tell em it's Gucci when they them bands
I got racks and no longer wear jewelry
'Cause I'm bout my business, and selling sand

I don't get
I'm bout my business, and back selling
I'm bout my business, and back selling
I'm bout my business, and back sand
I'm bout my business, and selling sand

Bet a lot niggas want to murder Brasi
Boulevard, and a Maserati
Boobie Black, Gunna, and still a catch a body
And if you fuck around with Rayzor, bitch I'm out my
Sideways, coupe be out my
Whole clique pull up in Vettes, we out our body
And you disrespect it then it's kamikaze
I just be with me a shooter like I'm Gotti

I like John Gotti
(Put hands down, when you talkin' to me, bitch)
Gotti
'Cause it ain't shit to send a hit, I feel like John
It ain't to send a hit, I feel like John Gotti