Luyện nghe bài hát Rican Johnny

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

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

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

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

2]
Where the benz at, rubber that
Caught money givin' to a bitch, excuse me?
say orders to your bitch
I ain't really even really wanna argue this shit I got a condo and a
And the people that I own it check, now nigga come get it how you
Put on the RIP, Rest in Peace 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 bitch I can off a pussy, I ain't feed her no dick Im'ma starve the
Ball the balls and my arms 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 if your offed then your on

I'm in with the way the money come off of these drugs
My conversations addictive some people 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 they not here
You know you owe some niggas its gon' sound fair
Treat my nigga he [?] you a pussy nigga
And don't be rappin' on his name with all you niggas
Ball, welcome to Rico
Ball, ball, welcome to Puerto
Ball, ball, welcome to Puerto
Ball, ball, welcome to Puerto
You got in there?
Let me hear nigga