Luyện nghe bài hát John Gotti

Bet a lot pussy niggas to murder Brasi
Boulevard, and a Maserati
Boobie Black, Gunna, and Menace a catch a body
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 kamikaze
I just be with me a shooter I'm John Gotti

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

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

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

Bet a lot pussy niggas to murder Brasi
Boulevard, Murcirélago and a
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 it then it's kamikaze
I be with me a shooter like I'm John Gotti

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

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

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

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

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