Luyện nghe bài hát G.O.DWe Tru$T

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Here's food for thought
(you love to hear the again and again)

This is the shit niggas die for
The shit breath for
and cry for
Sacrafice their for
turned to savages
Mainly out for lavish
Check the check the story
This is the shit that niggas for every night
And take ricochet
Some would even for
Civilized to savages
Check the story, check the
Mainly out for lavish

Yo, I knew a brother G
Sellin' how he did it
G was heavy
Out to make G
Niggas to emulate
Never
Neighborhood lord, he'd make you say
(G) he do it?
Had the locked down
levers out for treasures
Like black ceaser with the
conisour, ghetto godfather
G smoked Benson off his
Got you checkin' out the
called him Poo, but
He up
I remember when he a few bucks
That was way he blew up
But he wasn't easy
G was movin'
His team to say
(This mother fucker's greedy)
Already had a Lex, man Dan was
like the way he started to flex
Club hoppin', takin' his whip
(what the fuck's he vexed?)
G'd forgotten his team, now his plottin'
To him
mad dough like Pablo
>From mad blow
So the same old niggas that rode and wit' him
But he didn't wanna the cash flow
(what'd do, man?)
Put a hole in 'em

I knew a named O
A super nigga
Had hookers on the
make you wanna say (oh oh)
Every single time an H-O give felecio
Making
(to who?)
Tom, Dick or Pedro
Wit' a
I seen him turn a seven day eventess into an
Many into wenches

Have a fun day, by Monday, she's on the
Met a freak on a Sunday, buy her a sundae
his attack, now little Candace sports spandex
Then he met a chick named Candace by the Church of St.
Crazy pompous, he never had a
When Candace fucked his up, Candace was unconcious
The nigga flipped on a
(What'd he do, son?)
When she came to, was it, she was fed
He gave the girl more lumps than Thelma's outmeal good times
(What'd she do?)
pull out a two and shot him in the head

I knew a named D
on the edge
Made a pledge to be the top
how to make papes, but he didn't know the ledge
(and) street
Made cash in portions
A fortune of
And
D was never hesitant to stage a
raise the price to take a life
Jewelry always nice
Leavin' folks in broken
D was totin' johns
(did he read the bible?)
Nah, D was po' in songs
out for makin' cabbage
He'd break and
Coke up his passage
His was lavish
One day, he sat and the lives that he took
For the first time in his life, even D got
He went on hands and
And forgivness from Johova
But it was too
He'd mixed the coke-stra with the
He to leave the city
Tried to run his job
He tried to his life around
He couldn't run the mob
They found him, tied him up, to fill him with led
But before they took his life, the words that they said

(yo)
(G...O...D