Luyện nghe bài hát John (If I Die Today)

Yeah uh, fo' fo' bulldog, my pet
I point it at you and tell that motherfucker
I'm fucking her good, she got her on my neck
I get pussy, mouth and ass, call that bitch threat
When I was in jail she let me her collect
But if she get greedy, I'ma her to death
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 are drawn and I ain't talking 'bout a sketch
I pay these niggas with a reality
for the worst but still praying for the best
This game is a bitch I got my up her dress
The money don't 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 December thirty first
Roll up and it and hit them niggas where it hurts
If I die today, remember me John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm all brown linen, huh

Big black nigga, and an icy
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 might high, swish!
I'm swimming in the yellow bitch,
In the red nine looking devilish
Red beam make a nigga sit down
Thought it were bullet proof he got hit the fifth time
Palmolive in a nigga dope
Make it come back harder than before
Baby I'm the only one that paid your car
connected, got killers 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 like it's December thirty first
Roll up and cock it and hit niggas where it hurts
If I die today, remember me like John
Buried in Louis, I'm all brown linen, huh

stupid get ya head popped
I got Esther,
I'm Red Foxx, big B's, Red Sox
I get money to time, dead clocks
Your fucking with a 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 she finna cum
Two hundred on a chain, I don't need a piece
That banana clip, let speak
shades, Eazy E
Five letters,
Bitch ass nigga, pussy ass
I see ya looking, with ya ass nigga
You know the rules, 'em all and keep moving
If I died today it'd be a

I'm not a star, somebody 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 that gon' bang
Red on the wall, Basquiat I paint
Red Lamborghini I gave it to my bitch
My first invasion, poppy gave me forty bricks
Son of a bitch, than I made a escape
it funny momma, only son be baking cakes
Pull up in the sleigh, hop out like I'm Santa
gather '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 trouble that just mean you up
It's a world I need a bird to cuddle up
I the plays, mothafucker huddle up

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