Luyện nghe bài hát Rican Johnny

Murder For
Bread Association
Comission are ithere
We got it for the two summers, nigga
Take her backseat watch
It's Season, bitch
Money count stop
cars, bad bitches
Suitcase of money
(Holiday Season)
Nigga I get tired

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

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

Bitch I got paper, to get if I'm then I'd probably end up unhappy
I'm a ceramic, pull up on carbon ceramics my bitch 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 aiming long, but that shit wasn't even effective

2]
Where the benz at, band that
Caught money givin' to a bitch, excuse me?
Fynna say orders to your
I really 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 that on the RIP, Rest in Peace to my [?] got a feelin' that I'm on a muthafuckin' [?]
Carve a pussy not at all a pussy, 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 starve the pussy
Ball with the balls and my in the pause, run a nigga up with his arms in the car
In the car unalarm, in the car withas alarm I was talkin' bout the feds if your then your on

I'm in love the way the money come off of these drugs
My conversations addictive people might catch 'em a buzz
you was in jail this nigga was fuckin' your fionce
That bitch gon' love and she 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 like he [?] you a pussy nigga
And be rappin' on his name with all you pussy niggas
Ball, welcome to Rico
Ball, ball, to Puerto Rico
Ball, ball, to Puerto Rico
Ball, ball, welcome to Puerto
You got in there?
Let me hear nigga