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 bitch triple threat
I was in jail she let me call her collect
But if she get greedy, I'ma her to death
Top down, it's
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 ain't 'bout a sketch
I pay these niggas a reality check
Prepared for the but still praying for the best
This game is a bitch I got my up her dress
The money don't sleep so Weezy rest
An is my fucking address, huh

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 December thirty
Roll up and cock it and hit niggas where it hurts
If I die today, remember me like 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 profits you could 'em in a Nike box
Grinding in my Jordan's kick 'em off might high, swish!
I'm in the yellow 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 nigga
Make it back even harder than before
Baby I'm the only one paid your car notes
Well connected, got killers off in

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
up and cock it and hit them niggas where it hurts
If I die today, remember me like John
Buried in Louis, I'm talking all linen, huh

Talk stupid get ya head
I got Esther,
I'm Red Foxx, big B's, Red Sox
I get money to kill time, clocks
Your fucking with a nigga who don't a fuck
Empty the clip than roll a 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 clip, let Chiquita speak
Dark shades, E
Five letters,
Bitch ass nigga, pussy ass
I see ya looking, ya looking ass nigga
You the rules, kill 'em all and keep moving
If I died today it'd be a

I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a in the car
So don't make it come
Rip yo ass apart than I put myself
YMCMB, double M, we rich (huh)
The bigger the bullet the more bitch gon' bang
Red on the wall, Basquiat when I
Red Lamborghini till I it to my bitch
My first invasion, poppy gave me forty bricks
Son of a bitch, I made 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 each and all of
Take it home and let it bubble the double up
If you get in trouble that just mean you 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 in the car, yeah