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 legs on my
I get pussy, mouth and ass, call that bitch triple
When I was in jail she let me 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 fuck with me wrong, I knock head off your neck
The too long, I got a bed on the jet
The guns are and I ain't talking 'bout a sketch
I pay these niggas a reality check
Prepared for the worst but still praying for the
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

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

Big nigga, and an icy watch
Shoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike
the profits 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 eleven looking
Red beam a bitch nigga sit down
it were bullet proof 'till he got hit the fifth time
Drop Palmolive in a dope
it come back even harder than before
Baby I'm the only one that your car notes
connected, got killers off in Chicago

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 December first
up and cock 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

Talk stupid get ya head
I got Esther,
I'm Red Foxx, big B's, Red Sox
I get money to time, dead clocks
Your fucking with a nigga who don't 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
Dark shades, E
letters, YMCMB
Bitch ass nigga, pussy ass
I see ya looking, ya looking ass nigga
You know the rules, kill 'em all and moving
If I died today be a holiday

I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a in the car
So don't make it come
Rip yo ass apart I put myself together
YMCMB, double M, we forever (huh)
The bigger the bullet the more that gon' bang
Red on the wall, Basquiat I paint
Red till I gave it to my bitch
My first invasion, poppy gave me forty bricks
Son of a bitch, I made a great escape
Ain't it funny momma, only son be baking
up in the sleigh, hop out like I'm Santa Claus
Niggas gather 'round, got 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 world I need a bird to cuddle up
I call the plays, huddle up

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