Luyện nghe bài hát John (If I Die Today)

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

I'm not a star,
Somebody 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 like it's thirty first
Roll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it
If I die today, me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm all brown linen, huh

Big nigga, and an icy watch
on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop
Counts the you could bring 'em in a Nike box
Grinding in my Jordan's kick 'em off they high, swish!
I'm swimming in the bitch, boss
In the red eleven looking devilish
Red beam a bitch nigga sit down
Thought it were bullet proof he got hit the fifth time
Drop Palmolive in a dope
Make it come even harder than before
Baby I'm the only one that 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 like it's thirty first
Roll up and cock it and hit niggas where it hurts
If I die today, me like John Lennon
in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh

Talk stupid get ya popped
I got Esther,
I'm Red Foxx, big B's, Red Sox
I get to kill time, dead clocks
Your with a nigga who don't give a fuck
Empty the clip than roll a up
Pussy niggas sweet, you Cinnabon
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 Chiquita
shades, Eazy E
Five letters,
Bitch ass nigga, ass nigga
I see ya looking, with ya looking ass
You know the rules, kill 'em all and moving
If I today it'd be a holiday

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

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