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 her good, she got her legs on my neck
I get pussy, mouth and ass, call that bitch threat
I was in jail she let me call her collect
But if she get greedy, I'ma her to death
Top down, upset
Been fucking the world and nigga and I cum yet!
You fuck with me wrong, I knock your off your neck
The too long, I got a bed on the jet
The guns are drawn and I talking 'bout a sketch
I pay these niggas with a reality
Prepared for the worst but still for the best
This game is a bitch I got my 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

up the choppers like 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 all brown linen, huh

Big nigga, and an icy watch
Shoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike
Counts the profits you could bring 'em in a box
Grinding in my Jordan's kick 'em off they high, swish!
I'm swimming in the bitch, boss
In the red nine eleven devilish
Red beam a bitch nigga sit down
Thought it were bullet proof he got hit the fifth time
Palmolive in a nigga dope
Make it come back even than before
Baby I'm the only one that your car notes
Well connected, got killers off in

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

Load up the choppers like it's December first
Roll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it
If I die today, remember me John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm all brown 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
Your fucking with a who don't give a fuck
the clip than roll a window up
Pussy niggas sweet, you niggas
I'm in a red bitch, she she finna cum
Two hundred thou' on a chain, I need a piece
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 keep
If I died today it'd be a

I'm not a star, lied I got a chopper in the car
So don't make it come
Rip yo ass apart than I put together
YMCMB, double M, we forever (huh)
The bigger the bullet the more bitch gon' bang
Red on the wall, Basquiat I paint
Red till I gave it to my bitch
My first home invasion, gave 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 'round, got gifts for each and all of y'all
it home and let it bubble that's the double up
If you get in trouble that mean you fucking up
It's a cold world I need a to cuddle up
I call the plays, huddle up

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