Luyện nghe bài hát John

Yeah uh, fo' fo' bulldog, my pet
I it at you and tell that motherfucker fetch
I'm her good, she got her legs on my neck
I get pussy, and ass, call that bitch triple threat
When I was in jail she let me her collect
But if she get greedy, I'ma starve her to
Top down, upset
Been the world and nigga and I ain't cum yet!
You fuck with me wrong, I knock your head off your
The too long, I got a bed on the jet
The are drawn and I ain't talking 'bout a sketch
I pay these niggas a reality check
Prepared for the worst but still praying for the
game is a bitch I got my hand up her dress
The money don't so Weezy can't rest
An AK47 is my address, huh

I'm not a star,
Somebody lied I got a in the car (huh)
I got a in the car (huh)
I got a in the car

up the choppers like it's December thirty first
Roll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it
If I die today, remember me like Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm all brown linen, huh

Big black nigga, and an icy
Shoes on the coupe, bitch I got a shop
Counts the profits you could 'em in a Nike box
Grinding in my Jordan's 'em off they might high, swish!
I'm swimming in the yellow bitch,
In the red nine eleven looking
Red beam make a bitch sit down
Thought it were bullet proof he got hit the fifth time
Drop Palmolive in a nigga
Make it come back even than before
Baby I'm the only one that paid car notes
Well connected, got killers off in

I'm not a star, lied I got a chopper in the car (huh)
I got a in the car (huh)
I got a in the car

Load up the choppers like it's thirty first
Roll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it
If I die today, remember me John Lennon
in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh

Talk stupid get ya head
I got Esther,
I'm Red Foxx, big B's, Red Sox
I get money to kill time, dead
Your fucking with a nigga who don't a fuck
Empty the clip than roll a up
Pussy niggas sweet, you Cinnabon
I'm in a red bitch, she she finna cum
Two hundred thou' on a chain, I need a piece
banana clip, let Chiquita speak
Dark shades, E
letters, YMCMB
Bitch ass nigga, pussy ass
I see ya looking, ya looking ass nigga
You know the rules, 'em all and keep moving
If I died today it'd be a

I'm not a star, lied I got a chopper in the car
So make it come alive
Rip yo ass than I put myself together
YMCMB, M, we rich forever (huh)
The bigger the bullet the more that bitch bang
Red on the wall, Basquiat when I
Red Lamborghini till I it to my bitch
My first invasion, poppy gave me forty bricks
Son of a bitch, than I made a great
Ain't it funny momma, only son be baking
Pull up in the sleigh, hop out like I'm Santa
Niggas 'round, got gifts for each and all of y'all
it home and let it bubble that's the double up
If you get in trouble that just mean you up
It's a cold I need a bird to cuddle up
I call the plays, huddle up

I'm not a star, lied,
I got a in the car, yeah