Luyện nghe bài hát Rican Johnny

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

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

1]
My bitch is Tahoe, this whip equipped with Moscado my driver be drivin' me a'round
Gunner and my clique full or shooters look stupid they sendin' them rounds
I'm in bounds, awkwardly I got an ounce, groupies be followin' me around
Want me the take off the rubbers, you tell me its nothin' you fuck with a few of my
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 rappers, I'm not into swaggin' but they love my swagger
Your bitch is an animal, fuck from the back and it's somewhat degradin' the way I behave her
Want me to stick with her, I could just play with her hard enough feelings won't kiss, 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 ceramics my bitch deliver a package
The neighbor was snoopin' he threatened to take me to court and you know we 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 benz at, band that
money givin' orders to a bitch, excuse me?
Fynna say orders to your
I ain't really 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 nigga [?] got a feelin' I'm on a muthafuckin' [?]
Carve a not at all a pussy, would it bother you or can I call you pussy?
On the phone a bitch I can off a pussy, I ain't feed her no dick Im'ma starve the pussy
with 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 feds if offed then your on

I'm in love with the way the money come off of drugs
My conversations addictive people might catch 'em a buzz
While you was in jail nigga was fuckin' your 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
Treat my nigga like he [?] you a 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 Puerto
Ball, ball, welcome to Rico
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