Luyện nghe bài hát #DopeFrancis (American Trap)

God is dope, a bricks
And is my connect, mane
God is dope, a bricks
And my connect, mane

I got these, I got these, I got
If I rip it, nigga, I ain't back
I be stunting, but you where I'm at
I can't leave, I push American
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap,
Great
Rap, rap, rap, rap, rap, rap, rap, rap

1]

F-I-A-S-C-O
me oh my
Ba-ba-baby, we die
Live by and nines
So if it's nine and all, that shining ball, I'm all of combined
Crybaby, that never miss, I'm all the time
What's the to all this crying?
I falling, I ain't hurt
But the man upstairs sent me a bunch of work
Cut it in the then rap it in a verse
So low so popo, man, I catch it in the search
But I'm stupid, I'm so smart, I ain't it in the first
Might stop at the block, if I'm paperless I might not direct
God is dope, my connect

2]
Speaking to that fire, preaching to that
Open up that C, G-O-D is my
Once it's lost, cut it soft, amazing when I that
Double up this fishscale, maybe bring all of these back

Birds are determinant to all this lovely weather
Never say never, said it so won't happen ever
so clever, yes sir, I get more close than Webber
He cold, he cold, he cold, that's just means I'm getting
Ego, ego, ego -- three birds are those letters
Stop it, I'm trying to find a prophet
Like I'm trying to my pockets
those fine designer wallets full off cheddar
Cheesus - a picture full of [?]
Preachers -- I pulpit a Michael Vick
Bless - God is dope, my connect

God is dope, a hundred
God is dope, a bricks

3]
O-V-E-R-D-O-S-E I does
got a bolo that got shit from up above
Gotta pick a side because fight a war on drugs
Well, you can tell 'em cartel cause I'm with my blood
dirty, call it bible study
And I pray you keep pigs up out my way
we eating like Ramadan in the evening
So re-up like five times a day
And faithness is the keys to the kingdom
And the for the halo, got my triple beam leanin'
And an M3 with a trunk of what everybody fiendin'
And my rearview cool, I see no daredevils or demons
So God is dope, I'm
with the bricks, I'm kingpin
Trying to me miss, they atheist
God is dope, serving like '86