Luyện nghe bài hát John Gotti

Bet a lot niggas want to murder Brasi
Boulevard, Murcirélago and a
Black, Gunna, and Menace still 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, bitch we out our
And you ever disrespect it then it's
I just be 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 shit to send a hit, I feel like John
It ain't shit to a hit, I feel like John Gotti

My cousin CJ tried to hit me a brick of raw
In Alexandria, yeah it's for to get it gone
With music, I won awards, but I kept it gangster
Gon be a god in New Orleans that nigga Daymond
Landlord in the south like my Lucci
Corvette in front of David screeching free Lee Lucas
Fuck that nigga bitch, I got her saying free Lee (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 with
You got college niggas fool, I be with stone killers

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

I feel like John
(Put hands down, when you talkin' to me, bitch)
John
'Cause it ain't shit to 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
With the 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 Porsche truck and we screeching off lightning
Fast, the dash, your bitch on my ass, she want me to smash
Flip out and flash, I'd get cash
Drika she bad and she into
Up in the Louis, Pucci
I em it's Gucci when they want them bands
I got them racks and no longer jewelry
I'm bout my business, and back selling sand

I get tired
I'm bout my business, and selling sand
I'm my business, and back selling sand
I'm my business, and back selling sand
I'm bout my business, and selling sand

Bet a lot niggas want to murder Brasi
Boulevard, Murcirélago and a
Boobie Black, Gunna, and Menace a catch a body
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 disrespect it then it's kamikaze
I just be with me a shooter like I'm John

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