Luyện nghe bài hát God Bless

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

Just the type of man can lace the crowd
Which ya hands on ya ? or you could raise them
I bust off
Put my hands on my and I make it hotter
I got a lock ya, to bring
Got the championships so I'ma savor the
Church boy, raised by my momma
Home-bred, I all the drama
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 acting thirsty
Bless the sky, energy created by my third
wit it, get it get it
Feels good to shots at the critics
You crave more taste of my
When my track ain't enough space in ya trunk
for real, but not the group
I'm solo going for dolo in the drop
I distribute while ya gold trees
Step a dip a flip, '96 kis

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Matter take it to the bridge

God
God bless ya

God
God bless ya

Honey off my Nautica sleeves
With them Gortex boots, that all the cheese
Shouldn't me cos I'm raw
(I thought you fell off kid!) You said sh*t before
But you see miracles when you're
Off LL shit, chickens get hysterical
Cause I, form Voltron
Let's get it on and take ya chime
it off
I your style but it's a slight bit soft
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, it up and keep it scorching

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