Luyện nghe bài hát Rican Johnny

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

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

1]
My bitch is Tahoe, whip came equipped with Moscado my driver be drivin' me a'round
Gunner and Boobie my clique full or shooters look stupid 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 with a few of my rounds
Bitches baggy, but my pants are saggin', this time I go ahead and just turn it backwards
What's up with the clique they like don't fuck with rappers, I'm not swaggin' but they love my swagger
Your bitch is an animal, fuck from the back and it's somewhat degradin' the way I with her
me to stick with her, I could just play with her hard enough feelings 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, pull up on carbon ceramics my bitch didn't deliver a
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 like aiming this long, but shit wasn't even effective

2]
Where the benz at, rubber band
Caught money 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 nigga 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 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
Ball with the balls and my 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 love with the way the money come off of drugs
My conversations addictive some people might 'em a buzz
While you was in jail nigga was fuckin' your fionce
That bitch love and she gon' kik but she not Beyonce

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