Luyện nghe bài hát John Gotti

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

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

My cousin CJ tried to hit me 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 Orleans like nigga Daymond
Landlord in the south like my nigga
Corvette in front of David Ways 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 wrong with him?
You got them college niggas fool, I be stone killers

Bet a lot pussy niggas want to 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
clique pull up in Vettes, bitch we out our body
And you ever disrespect it then kamikaze
I just be with me a like I'm John Gotti

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

to Allah, I was born a god
With the game I'm righteous
shows just for Rayzor wedding, I don't know another just like it
I love Bunker, but the love, I don't know what made him dislike it
But me and Gunna in the Porsche truck and we screeching off like
Fast, doing the dash, 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 tell em it's Gucci when they want 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 sand
I'm bout my business, and back selling
I'm bout my business, and selling sand
I'm bout my business, and back selling

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

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