Luyện nghe bài hát Rican Johnny

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

Money really make me like 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 comin' to me ridin' round with duffel
Stacks of dirty money wrapped in rubber bands
I was born a plug 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 drivin' me
Gunner and Boobie my clique full or shooters look 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 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 they like don't fuck with rappers, I'm not into swaggin' but love my swagger
Your bitch is an animal, fuck the back and it's somewhat degradin' the way I behave with her
Want me to stick with her, I could just play 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 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 aiming this long, but that shit wasn't even effective

2]
Where the at, rubber band that
Caught money givin' to a bitch, excuse me?
Fynna say 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 get it how you live
Put that on the RIP, 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 you pussy?
On the phone with a bitch I can off a pussy, I ain't 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 with the way the money come off of drugs
My conversations some people might catch 'em a buzz
While you was in jail this nigga was fuckin' fionce
That bitch gon' love and she kik but she not Beyonce

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