Luyện nghe bài hát John Snow

They think you are some kind of god. It's fucking mad, it seems to me. I can only imagine how it seems to you. The man who returned from the dead

I got 'em like damn, who is boy from the 'Go
He steady his flow
Pull up the show, he all of this gold
Why is he so old?
Nobody knows, nobody
Told 'em fuck all of these clothes, give me the dough
I just been stackin' this like the Jon is comin'
I'm in coolin', countin' hundreds
Rob who? Boy don't no dummy
Please don't run up on 'em, a gun up on 'em
Like bah-bah-bah, 30 on me, I'll murder
You prolly shoulda a good friend
Now it's blood on my new
I be with killers like fuck a
Shots to the buster's
Thuggin', I with my brother cause that nigga love me
We somethin', I know I ain't comin'
I know he runnin'
He let off 100 if I say let off 100
And I put way before royalty
Love for my is right under money
I stay in the city and I dolo
the streets and it's just me and .44
Keepin' it
My nigga got caught with some and I think that he work for the po-po
I'm still in the
Dressed in all black with my niggas, I'm tryna get ready to
Remember nights I didn't even eat, trapped in the snow and I can't feel my feet
They calling me Bibby the King, please stop with the
These niggas think it's a joke, we Glocks with the beams
These niggas act like real, but they are not what they seem
These niggas their dreads, tell me what's wrong with they heads?
My flow Notorious, I hang warriors
You want war with us, nah
You wanna go us, go ahead and blow with us
We gon' come back doin'
Fine-fine-fine, and I put that on
You little niggas shouldn't try
It's niggas'll die
Yeah I'm a crack baby, I'm to go crazy
The industry made me
I hang lucifer, we'll come shoot at ya
Bitch I will die for my
Can you help me find me a
I cannot my name
I I done lost it
I don't they call me but you can just call me the king