Luyện nghe bài hát John

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

I'm not a star,
Somebody I got a chopper 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 it and hit them niggas where it hurts
If I die today, remember me John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm talking all linen, huh

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

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

up the choppers like it's December thirty first
Roll up and it and hit them niggas where it hurts
If I die today, remember me like 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 to kill time, dead clocks
Your fucking with a nigga who don't a fuck
Empty the than roll a window up
Pussy niggas sweet, you Cinnabon
I'm in a red bitch, she said she cum
Two hundred thou' on a chain, I need a piece
That clip, let Chiquita speak
shades, Eazy E
Five letters,
ass nigga, pussy ass nigga
I see ya looking, with ya ass nigga
You the rules, kill 'em all and keep moving
If I today it'd be a holiday

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

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