Luyện nghe bài hát John (If I Die Today)

Yeah uh, fo' fo' bulldog, my pet
I point it at you and that motherfucker fetch
I'm fucking her good, she got her on my neck
I get pussy, mouth and ass, call bitch triple threat
When I was in jail she let me call her
But if she get greedy, I'ma starve her to
Top down, upset
fucking the world and nigga and I ain't cum yet!
You fuck with me wrong, I your head off your neck
The too long, I got a bed on the jet
The guns are and I ain't talking 'bout a sketch
I pay these niggas a reality check
for the worst but still praying for the best
This game is a bitch I got my up her dress
The money don't sleep so can't rest
An is my fucking address, huh

I'm not a star,
Somebody lied I got a in the car (huh)
I got a in the car (huh)
I got a in the car

up the choppers like it's December thirty first
Roll up and cock it and hit them where it hurts
If I die today, me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm all brown linen, huh

Big black nigga, and an icy
Shoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike
Counts the profits you could bring 'em in a box
Grinding in my kick 'em off they might high, swish!
I'm swimming in the bitch, boss
In the red nine looking devilish
Red beam make a bitch nigga sit
Thought it were bullet 'till he got hit the fifth time
Palmolive in a nigga dope
Make it come back even harder than
Baby I'm the one that paid your car notes
Well connected, got off in Chicago

I'm not a star, lied I got a chopper in the car (huh)
I got a in the car (huh)
I got a in the car

Load up the choppers it's December thirty first
Roll up and cock it and hit niggas where it hurts
If I die today, me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm talking all linen, huh

Talk get ya head popped
I got Esther,
I'm Red Foxx, big B's, Red Sox
I get money to kill time, dead
fucking with a nigga who don't give a fuck
Empty the clip than a window up
Pussy niggas sweet, you niggas
I'm in a red bitch, she said she cum
Two hundred thou' on a chain, I don't need a
That banana clip, let speak
Dark shades, E
Five letters,
ass nigga, pussy ass nigga
I see ya looking, ya looking ass nigga
You the rules, kill 'em all and keep moving
If I today it'd be a holiday

I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a in the car
So don't it come alive
Rip yo ass apart than I put myself
YMCMB, double M, we forever (huh)
The bigger the bullet the that bitch gon' bang
Red on the wall, Basquiat when I
Red Lamborghini till I gave it to my
My first home invasion, poppy me forty bricks
Son of a bitch, than I a great escape
it funny momma, only son be baking cakes
Pull up in the sleigh, hop out I'm Santa Claus
Niggas gather 'round, got gifts for and all of y'all
Take it home and let it bubble that's the up
If you get in trouble that just you fucking up
a cold world I need a bird to cuddle up
I call the plays, huddle up

I'm not a star, lied,
I got a in the car, yeah