Luyện nghe bài hát Rican Johnny

Murder For
Winner Association
Comission guys are
We got it for the two summers, nigga
Take her backseat watch
It's Holiday Season,
Money count stop
cars, bad bitches
Suitcase of money
(Holiday Season)
Nigga I don't get

Money really make me feel like I be somebody
When I pull up in that Benz, boku surround me
I was with a plug who am I to lie
You know I let them fly like Rican Johnny
Money comin' to me round with duffel bags
Stacks of money 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 driver be me a'round
Gunner and my clique full or shooters look stupid they sendin' them rounds
While I'm in bounds, I got an ounce, groupies be followin' me around
me the take 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 I go ahead and just turn it backwards
What's up with the clique like don't fuck with rappers, I'm not into swaggin' but they love my swagger
Your bitch is an animal, 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 hard feelings won't kiss, won't lay with her

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

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

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