Luyện nghe bài hát God

(Chorus)
We ride, we ride
Wanna get high, we get
We wanna the sky
Like we can fly
We wanna of the pie
Get the money we die
We wanna la-de-da,

It's all about the Benjamin's, the Jefferson's
Gettin' ya on in Detroit on Jefferson
Amen to my chrome wheels and my chrome
I up off flexin', money interceptin'
Never steppin' the weapon
Disconnected with no papers, eject it
Watch me wreck shit wit' this style perfected
Carry a concealed Tech, for the next bitch
On the ego-trip or God complex it's
The U-N-H-O-L-Y, murder
out die, die, die, die
My, my, my, my
Oh my, oh God
Tell me why the shit hits so hard
First of all we ball like Sammy
And keeps the toasta in I gotta roast ya
I'm thinkin' suicidal, so don't step to me
I'm Detroit and dead's what I'm supposed to be
Dead's I'm supposed to be...

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I'm finna bust, so me a Mausburg
Fuck whatchu all I see is crow birds
Flowin' 'Word Word', droppin' shit like a turd
Watch my surge, wit' the cannon, murders occured
I'm rollin', still holdin' my nuts, controllin' I call
A super-high skydive, balla
In the water wit' piranhas, Nirvana
I and walk on water, marijuana
Ecstasy me, next to me, sexin' me
Bitches on my dick so much I need a
Scientifically analyzed my dissectin' me
Situations this make me grab the Tek and squeeze
It's all about respectin these nuts I
Or I'll ya bo