Luyện nghe bài hát God Bless

Uh
Definitely be butter, know mean?
It's gone be butter, know
Uh, on em, uh yeah
Crack the Mo, we go
I'm in the mood to let the chicken heads
Son, no doubt, god it's
Every member of my clique is equipped steel
Suga', let's, god

the type of man that can lace the crowd
Which ya on ya ? or you could raise them proud
I shots off
Put my hands on my shorty and I make it
I got a ya, flavor to bring
Got the so I'ma savor the ring
Church boy, by my grand momma
Home-bred, I dead all the
I'm like the mystical technician
It's a sign of the times, guards on a

God ya lover, god bless you
God ya lover, god bless you
God ya lover, god bless you
God bless ya lover, god you

mercy!
Nowadays I got them other niggas acting
Bless the sky, energy created by my child
wit it, get it get it
Feels good to shots at the critics
You crave more taste of my
When my track drop ain't enough space in ya
for real, but not the group
I'm solo going for dolo in the drop
I melodies while ya gold trees
Step a dip a flip, '96 kis

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Matter fact take it to the

God
God ya lover

God
God bless ya

Honey dipping off my Nautica
With them boots, that compliment all the cheese
hate me cos I'm raw
(I thought you fell off kid!) You said sh*t before
But you see when you're lyrical
Off some LL shit, get hysterical
I, form like Voltron
Let's get it on and take ya bomb
it off
I like your style but it's a slight bit
Son, the LL rule, huh
I pick it up and lay it mad cool
It'll you a fortune (What?)
For me to make it hot, heat it up and it scorching

It's all for '96 kid!
No diggity, ?Rehaud? me
Nahmean? Lil Chris in the
Ol Moms, Big E and the fam
Yo son, next?