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 legs on my
I get pussy, mouth and ass, call that triple threat
When I was in 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 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 talking a sketch
I pay niggas with a reality check
Prepared for the worst but still praying for the
This game is a bitch I got my hand up her
The money don't sleep so Weezy can't
An AK47 is my 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

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

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

stupid get ya head popped
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 give a
Empty the clip roll a window up
Pussy niggas sweet, you Cinnabon
I'm in a red bitch, she she finna cum
Two hundred thou' on a chain, I don't a piece
That banana clip, let speak
Dark shades, E
letters, YMCMB
Bitch ass nigga, pussy ass
I see ya looking, ya looking ass nigga
You know the rules, 'em all and keep moving
If I died today be a holiday

I'm not a star, lied I got a chopper in the car
So don't make it alive
Rip yo ass than I put myself together
YMCMB, double M, we forever (huh)
The bigger the bullet the more that gon' bang
Red on the wall, when I paint
Red Lamborghini till I gave it to my
My first invasion, poppy gave me forty bricks
Son of a bitch, than I made a great
Ain't it funny momma, only son be baking
Pull up in the sleigh, hop out like I'm Claus
Niggas gather 'round, got gifts for each and all of
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 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,