Luyện nghe bài hát God

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

It's all the Benjamin's, the Thomas Jefferson's
Gettin' ya on in Detroit on Jefferson
Amen to my chrome and my chrome skills
I grew up off flexin', interceptin'
steppin' without the weapon
Disconnected no papers, niggaz eject it
Watch me shit wit' this style I've perfected
Carry a concealed Tech, shit for the next
On the ego-trip or some God it's
The U-N-H-O-L-Y, lullaby
out die, die, die, die
My, my, my, my
Oh my, oh God
Tell me why the shit hits so hard
of all we ball like Sammy Sosa
And keeps the toasta in I gotta roast ya
I'm thinkin' suicidal, so don't step to me
I'm from Detroit and what I'm supposed to be
Dead's what I'm to be...

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