Luyện nghe bài hát Alive

[Verse 1: Lil
up in the mornin' feelin' live
God be really on my side
Got the baddest bitch up by my
Cash make the pussy come
Everybody know I set the
Bet I'll steal your bitch like it's a
All my niggas come from doin'
in the air, we testify

[Chorus: Lil
God that I'm alive (woo)
I've been poppin' all my (woo)
It's like my birthday night (woo)
I've been all my life (woo)
Thank God I'm alive (woo)
I've been poppin' all my (woo)
It's my birthday every night (woo)
been poppin' all my life (woo)
Thank God I'm alive (woo)

2: Offset & Lil Jon]
Offset!
Ooh, thankin' the I'm alive (God)
Your diamonds not lookin' (dead)
truck swervin', it's wide (skrrt)
Heard you be to 12 (who?)
But I do not with them guys (no)
First time I seen me a (bale)
I it was gold in my eyes (yes)
The all red inside (ooh)
Duplex, outside (ooh)
We not feelin' vibe (yeah)
Nigga played out, (retired)
Niggas out here ain't (nah)
Two-door coupe, no (skrrt, skrrt)
Spikes on the back of my (spikes)
You got money than who? (Who?)
Dior on my boo (Dior)
Real gon' salute (salute)
Drip in like the juice (drip)
Molly with the Henny (ooh)
lookin' at the biggest group (who?)
I'm lookin' at the boobs (ooh)
Lookin' at the biggest
That I put up in my mama's hula (boogers)
You really out of style now (style)
really need to bow down (bow)
Migo is a cash cow
Lay the track, get the bags out (woo)
and the mags out
It's time for the birds, a bath now (brrr)
Smokin' cookie, to pass out (cookie)
to the Nawf, got the bags out

[Chorus: Lil
Thank God that I'm (woo)
I've been all my life (woo)
It's like my birthday every (woo)
I've been all my life (woo)
Thank God I'm alive (woo)
been poppin' all my life (woo)
It's my birthday every night (woo)
been poppin' all my life (woo)
Thank God I'm alive (woo)

[Verse 3: 2
Yeah, yeah, 2 Chainz!
Rick James, your titties, it's a celebration
Stuntin', I wore a to my graduation (yeah)
F-F-Fuck the world, I think ovulatin' (okay)
If you ain't gettin' money, what's your (Tell 'em)
Check my DNA, the A and wet ya, boy
Woo! I think I'm carryin' a Boy
A lot of flavor, boy, I'm all my paper, boy (paper)
to L.A. and tried to smoke an acre, boy (loud)
Can't relate to noise, bumpin' a canker sore (bump)
I her,