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 a body
And if you fuck around Rayzor, bitch I'm out my body
Sideways, be out my body
Whole clique pull up in Vettes, we out our body
And you ever disrespect it it's kamikaze
I just be with me a shooter I'm John Gotti

I feel John Gotti
(Put hands down, when you talkin' to me, bitch)
John
'Cause it shit to send a hit, I feel 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 it's for to get it gone
music, I ain't won awards, but I kept it gangster
Gon be a god in New Orleans that nigga Daymond
in the south like my nigga Lucci
Corvette in front of Ways screeching free Lee Lucas
Fuck that nigga bitch, I got her free Lee Lucas (Free Lee Lucas)
(Say Lee Lucas)

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

Bet a lot pussy niggas want to murder
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
clique pull 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 like John Gotti
(Put your hands down, you talkin' to me, bitch)
John
'Cause it ain't shit to send a hit, I feel like Gotti
It ain't shit to send a hit, I like John Gotti

to Allah, I was born a god
With the murder game I'm
shows just for Rayzor wedding, I don't know another just like it
I Bunker, but despite the love, I don't know what made 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 bags
Up in the Louis, Pucci
I tell em Gucci when they want them bands
I got them and no longer wear jewelry
'Cause I'm bout my business, and selling sand

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

Bet a lot pussy niggas to murder Brasi
Boulevard, and a Maserati
Black, Gunna, and Menace still 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 me a shooter like I'm John Gotti

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