Luyện nghe bài hát God Bless

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

Just the of man that can lace the crowd
Which ya on ya ? or you could raise them proud
I bust off
Put my on my shorty and I make it hotter
I got a ya, flavor to bring
Got the championships so I'ma the ring
boy, raised by my grand momma
Home-bred, I all the drama
I'm like the mystical funk
It's a sign of the times, guards on a

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

mercy!
Nowadays I got them other niggas thirsty
the sky, energy created by my third child
wit it, get it get it
Feels good to bust at the critics
You crave more taste of my
When my track drop enough space in ya trunk
Soul for real, but not the
I'm solo for dolo in the drop Coupe
I distribute melodies ya gold trees
Step a dip a flip, '96 kis

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Matter fact it to the bridge

God
God bless ya

God
God ya lover

dipping off my Nautica sleeves
With them Gortex boots, that all the cheese
hate me cos I'm raw
(I thought you fell off kid!) You said that before
But you see miracles when you're
Off some LL shit, get hysterical
I, form like Voltron
Let's get it on and ya chime bomb
it off
I like your but it's a slight bit soft
Son, the LL rule, huh
I pick it up and lay it mad cool
It'll cost you a (What?)
For me to make it hot, heat it up and keep it

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