Luyện nghe bài hát Black Jesus

[Hook: Dre Cool & Dre]
I got
cars, black broad, black yeezys
Blacks in a backpack, easy
Black presidential rolls, black
You know why, cause I'm the young black
young black jesus
You know why, cause I'm the young black
Yeah the black Jesus
Yeah the black Jesus

[Verse 1:
Yes sir, the young black
Walking on water in them black yeezys
Five albums five
Can't leave rap alone the needs it
Can't leave gats alone I family
Nigga that sold grams nominated for a
I gotta myself, I'm Jesus
Me and my apostles play the corner like
Now I'm on Noah's ark through Saint Regis
You know how do
Pull up on you in that coupe, hop out, tape pursuit
merci beaucoup, mwah!
Couldn't do it Jesus
Got a fuck I need with a visa?
Got a black card fuck I with a Visa?
I dont fuck with 'Bron but got on south beaches

Dre]

[Verse 2:
Pull up, holy ghost, they have
Hop out, gun smoke, the gat
see me in real life say "oh Jesus!"
Might just your life and not squeeze it
Heathen ain't supposed to be
The hood me came back as black Jesus
shitting on niggas, that's feces
Brown tangerine guts, that's Reese's
Tune on the album ain't to pay for the feature
That's the way it go when it's YMCMB shit
Stunna my nigga into the game and Master P shit
Bought a red Ferrari for the young Jesus
Give me Stevie's eyes Jesus
So I can see why killing in the Chi black Jesus
How did Lighty really die black Jesus?
Don't that
He's in heaven where B.I.G. is