Luyện nghe bài hát Rican Johnny

Murder For
Bread Association
guys are ithere
We got it for the next two summers,
Take her watch this
It's Holiday Season,
Money don't stop
cars, bad bitches
Suitcase of money
(Holiday Season)
Nigga I get tired

Money really make me feel I could be somebody
When I up in that Benz, boku freaks surround me
I was born with a who am I to lie
You know I let them fly Puerto Rican Johnny
Money comin' to me ridin' round duffel bags
Stacks of dirty wrapped in boku rubber bands
I was born a plug who am I to lie
You I let them fly like Puerto Rican Johnny

1]
My bitch is Tahoe, this whip came equipped with Moscado my driver be me a'round
and Boobie my clique full or shooters look stupid they sendin' them rounds
While I'm in bounds, awkwardly I got an ounce, groupies be me around
Want me the take off the rubbers, you tell me its nothin' you fuck with a few of my
Bitches ain't baggy, but my pants are saggin', this I go ahead and just turn it backwards
What's up with the clique they like don't fuck with rappers, I'm not into swaggin' but they my swagger
bitch is an animal, fuck from the back and it's somewhat degradin' the way I behave with her
Want me to stick with her, I could just play with her enough feelings won't kiss, won't lay with her

Bitch I got paper, to get if I'm broke then I'd end up unhappy
I'm a ceramic, up on carbon ceramics my bitch didn't deliver a package
The neighbor was snoopin' he to take me to court and you know we look at it like rattin'
Nigga out in front of his home felt like this long, but that shit wasn't even effective

2]
Where the benz at, band that
Caught givin' orders to a bitch, excuse me?
say orders to your bitch
I ain't even really wanna argue this shit I got a condo and a crib
And the people that I own it check, now come get it how you live
Put on the RIP, Rest in Peace to my nigga [?] got a feelin' that I'm on a muthafuckin' [?]
Carve a not at all a pussy, would it bother you or can I call you pussy?
On the phone with a bitch I can off a pussy, I ain't feed her no dick Im'ma starve the
Ball with the and my arms in the pause, run a nigga up with his arms in the car
In the car unalarm, in the car withas I was talkin' bout the feds if your offed then your on

I'm in love with the way the come off of these drugs
My addictive some people might catch 'em a buzz
While you was in jail this nigga was your fionce
bitch gon' love and she gon' kik but she not Beyonce

Niggas playin' with my niggas when not here
You you owe some niggas money its gon' sound fair
Treat my nigga he [?] you a pussy nigga
And be rappin' on his name with all you pussy niggas
Ball, to Puerto Rico
Ball, ball, to Puerto Rico
Ball, ball, to Puerto Rico
Ball, ball, to Puerto Rico
You got in there?
Let me hear that