Luyện nghe bài hát Rican Johnny

Murder For
Winner Association
Comission are ithere
We got it for the next two summers,
her backseat watch this
It's Holiday Season,
Money don't stop
Foreign cars, bad
Suitcase full of
(Holiday Season)
Nigga I don't get

Money make me feel like 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 fly like Puerto Rican Johnny
Money to me ridin' round with duffel bags
Stacks of dirty money wrapped in 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 be drivin' me a'round
Gunner and Boobie my clique or shooters look stupid they sendin' them rounds
While I'm in bounds, I got an ounce, groupies be followin' me around
Want me the off the rubbers, you tell me its nothin' you fuck with a few of my rounds
ain't baggy, but my pants are saggin', this time 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, 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 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 threatened to take me to court and you know we look at it like
Nigga out in front of his felt like aiming this long, but that shit wasn't even effective

2]
Where the at, rubber band that
money givin' orders to a bitch, excuse me?
Fynna say orders to bitch
I ain't really even 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 nigga [?] got a feelin' I'm on a muthafuckin' [?]
a pussy 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 Im'ma starve the pussy
Ball with the balls and my arms in the pause, run a nigga up with his in the car
In the car unalarm, in the car withas alarm I was bout the feds if your offed then your on

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

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