Luyện nghe bài hát God

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

It's all the Benjamin's, the Thomas Jefferson's
Gettin' ya shine on in on Jefferson
Amen to my chrome wheels and my skills
I up off flexin', money interceptin'
Never steppin' the weapon
Disconnected no papers, niggaz eject it
Watch me wreck shit wit' this style I've
Carry a concealed Tech, shit for the bitch
On the ego-trip or some God 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 in case I gotta roast ya
I'm suicidal, so don't step close to me
I'm from and dead's what I'm supposed to be
what I'm supposed to be...

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I'm finna bust, so me a Mausburg
Fuck heard all I see is crow birds
Flowin' 'Word After Word', droppin' like a turd
Watch my energy surge, the cannon, murders occured
I'm rollin', still holdin' my nuts, controllin' what I
A super-high skydive, balla
In the water wit' piranhas, Nirvana
I and walk on water, marijuana
Ecstasy hexin' me, to me, sexin' me
Bitches on my so much I need a vasectomy
analyzed my style dissectin' me
Situations like this make me grab the Tek and
It's all about respectin nuts I hold
Or watch ya bo