You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them
Im pope john chewin on the quran during ramadan
John stockon is as white as that dumb bitch
And she stripping, go to college
You're the john mccain to his robert e. lee/
They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money
I can always go home and look down my street
I'm john wall, on call, i'll ball all night on any beat
But i got cousins overseas that come to me for better clothes
We got soul but no control, like john rambo rippin' throats
Im john marston the pioneering jedi,
I'm a g, and this is something you can't see
She shift my gears and whispered in my ear
I got more murders on my hands than john has deer
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