Luyện nghe bài hát #DopeFrancis (American Trap)

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

I got these, I got these, I got
If I rip it, nigga, I ain't coming
I be stunting, but you where I'm at
I can't leave, I push American
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
by multiples and nines
So if it's nine and all, shining ball, I'm all of y'all combined
Crybaby, that never miss, I'm all the time
the cost to all this crying?
I ain't falling, I hurt
But the man upstairs just me a bunch of work
Cut it in the then rap it in a verse
So low so them popo, man, I it in the search
But I'm stupid, I'm so smart, I ain't have it in the
Might at the right block, if I'm paperless I might not direct
God is dope, my connect

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

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

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