Luyện nghe bài hát #DopeFrancis (American Trap)

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

I got these, I got these, I got
If I rip it, nigga, I ain't coming
I be stunting, but you know I'm at
I can't leave, I some 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
Live by and nines
So if it's and all, that shining ball, I'm all of y'all combined
Crybaby, that never miss, I'm balling all the
What's the to all this crying?
I falling, I ain't hurt
But the man just sent me a bunch of work
Cut it in the studio 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 have it in the first
Might stop at the right block, if I'm paperless I not direct
God is dope, Jesus my

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

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

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

3]
O-V-E-R-D-O-S-E everything I
Noah got a bolo that got shit from up
Gotta pick a because they fight a war on drugs
Well, you can tell 'em cartel I'm riding with my blood
Riding dirty, call it bible
And I pray you keep pigs up out my way
Because we like Ramadan in the evening
So gotta like five times a day
And faithness is like the keys to the
And the yayo for the halo, got my beam leanin'
And an M3 with a full of what everybody fiendin'
And my rearview mirror cool, I see no or demons
So God is dope, I'm
David the bricks, I'm kingpin
to make me miss, they atheist
God is dope, serving like '86