Luyện nghe bài hát #DopeFrancis (American Trap)

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

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 some
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap,
American
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, shining ball, I'm all of y'all combined
Crybaby, that miss, I'm balling all the time
the cost to all this crying?
I ain't falling, I hurt
But the man upstairs just sent me a bunch of
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 have it in the
Might stop at the block, if I'm paperless I might not direct
God is dope, Jesus my

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

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

God is dope, a bricks
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 they a war on drugs
Well, you can tell 'em cartel cause I'm with my blood
Riding dirty, it bible study
And I you keep them pigs up out my way
Because we eating like in the evening
So gotta like five times a day
And faithness is the keys to the kingdom
And the yayo for the halo, got my triple leanin'
And an M3 with a trunk full of everybody fiendin'
And my mirror cool, I see no daredevils or demons
So God is dope, I'm
with the bricks, I'm kingpin
Trying to make me miss, they
God is dope, like it's '86