Luyện nghe bài hát God

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

It's all the Benjamin's, the Thomas Jefferson's
Gettin' ya shine on in Detroit on
Amen to my chrome wheels and my skills
I grew up off flexin', interceptin'
Never steppin' the weapon
Disconnected with no papers, niggaz it
Watch me wreck shit this style I've perfected
a concealed Tech, shit for the next bitch
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 wicked shit hits so
First of all we like Sammy Sosa
And the toasta in case I gotta roast ya
I'm suicidal, so don't step close to me
I'm Detroit and dead's 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
Fuck whatchu heard all I see is crow
Flowin' After Word', droppin' shit like a turd
my energy surge, wit' the cannon, murders occured
I'm rollin', still holdin' my nuts, controllin' what I
A skydive, balla freefall
In the wit' piranhas, suicidal Nirvana
I hydroplane and walk on water,
Ecstasy hexin' me, to me, sexin' me
Bitches on my dick so much I need a
Scientifically analyzed my style me
Situations like this make me grab the Tek and
It's all about respectin these I hold
Or watch ya bo