Luyện nghe bài hát Da God

(feat. X, Buckshot)
[Intro: Sean P, X]
P:]

God
X:]

Peace peace...
[Verse 1: P]
Ayyo, who the fuck beatin' the God... the God?
Groupie hoe from the show, sleep with the God
Wanna late-night with the God
fuck all night 'til she tired, count sheep with the God
She like: "Ruck, could you skeet in me,
Hell no, hoe! You must think somethin' sweet the God
Don't try to get with the God
Don't try to conversate 'n holdin' down the street with the God
She thinkin' about the God
I care, it's up to you to choose, bitch, even the ug's
Even ma say: "She be deceivin' you, God
She's the eightieth, she ain't even in the Gods."
"Fatal Attraction" got heat for the God
So I backsmack the left-side of the on the broad
Now, I done wrote a goddamn rhymes
But this time I must be my goddamned mind
Buckshot]
The arm-leg-leg-arm-head - gone is bread
With no church we pardon the
All to AKs 'n coffins,
When God in the spot you see the devil
You Go to church!
You scared? Get a dog, nigga, shit hurts!
Pardon me God, get to to 'em
show 'em the light, throw the heat to 'em!
[Verse 2: X]
She say she wanna get the God
Then get 'n try to slit me, Lord
You might think that I'm
Give us like "Amistad"!
Now, dudes tryna beat the God
Like I ain't up the block with a murderer squad
Now, dudes is supposedly hard
But they ran to when I pulled the rod
The of my calalry - broad
But I have 1 jail - one last card
Who in the street the God?
Got a grands, you can eat with the God
Yes, there nuthin' sweet with the God
Gotta a lil better, took a P with the God
There is a to God
40 in ya face leaves snore piece charred
Dig out your pocket, a lil award
Give half to Price 'cause we of God
3: Sean P]
I heard y'all bad speakin' to God
Damn! That's fucked up, it wasn't like that last with the God
Y'all wanna clap heat at the God
I ain't singin' shit - let the gat speak for the God
If your shit fat then get on a with the God,
If your shit wack you get on a track with the God
Fuck I like? Y'all batch ass niggaz is the shook type
Missy on the chorus, the song is with the hook type
Now, I done wrote a goddamn rhymes
But this time I must be outta ma goddamned
Everybody rap like the God *pff*
Go outta town 'n grab the 'n sell crack for the God
You gotta do that for the God
All you gotta do is cop the L, peep the? for the God (Pee!)
Buckshot]
The arm-leg-leg-arm-head - gone is your
With no we pardon the dead
All to AKs 'n coffins,
God in the spot you see the devil often
You Go to church!
You Get a dog, nigga, this shit hurts!
Pardon me God, get to to 'em
Please 'em the light, throw the heat to 'em!
scratchin']
[Sean P:] "Everybody wanna... rap the God"
[Sadat X:] "Got... ta come a lil better, a P with the God"
[Sean P:] "Now, I done wrote a lotta goddamn
But this time I must be my goddamned mind"
P:] "The God"