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 triple threat
I was in jail she let me call her collect
But if she get greedy, I'ma starve her to
Top down, it's
Been fucking the world and and I ain't cum yet!
You fuck 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 these niggas with a check
Prepared for the but still praying for the best
This is a bitch I got my hand up her dress
The money don't sleep so Weezy can't
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 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

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 kick 'em off they might high, swish!
I'm swimming in the yellow bitch,
In the red nine eleven devilish
Red make a bitch nigga sit down
Thought it were proof 'till he got hit the fifth time
Palmolive in a nigga dope
Make it come even harder than before
Baby I'm the only one paid 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
Roll up and cock it and hit them niggas it hurts
If I die today, remember me John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm all brown linen, huh

Talk stupid get ya popped
I got Esther,
I'm Red Foxx, big B's, Red Sox
I get money to kill time, clocks
Your fucking with a who don't give a fuck
the clip than roll a window up
Pussy sweet, you niggas Cinnabon
I'm in a red bitch, she she finna cum
Two hundred on a chain, I don't need a piece
banana clip, let Chiquita speak
Dark shades, E
letters, YMCMB
Bitch ass nigga, pussy ass
I see ya looking, with ya looking ass
You the rules, kill 'em all and keep moving
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 than I put myself together
YMCMB, double M, we forever (huh)
The bigger the the more that bitch gon' bang
Red on the wall, when I paint
Red Lamborghini till I it to my bitch
My first home invasion, gave me forty bricks
Son of a bitch, I made a great escape
Ain't it funny momma, son be baking cakes
Pull up in the sleigh, hop out like I'm Santa
Niggas gather 'round, got gifts for each and all of
Take it home and let it bubble that's the up
If you get in trouble that just you fucking up
It's a cold world I need a bird to up
I call the plays, mothafucker up

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