Luyện nghe bài hát God Don't Like Ugly

Bdi productions, gets played (on the air that is)
staff, featuring originoo gunn clappaz (commin at yah)
I be the original (huss) wondah, (make yah) wonder where I come from
is bond, james bond, the palce to be

(starang wondah)
Watch where you walk in the streets of new
Where the sign says don't walk but people still
Don't talk, fuck the neighborhood that you be
Where we stomp you out timberlands and blow you to oblivion
Plus it's every mother fucker that I meet
Want to stop me and rhymes dead in the street
around in their disguise
(spread rumors and their lies)
But now they all
in the prize

(louisville sluggah)
I it to the boy, word bond, he got balls
There's too bottles on these walls first of all
Fools die coarsely, rap sheets for thoughts
Lying harshly defeated seeking he didn't earn
Niggas do burn unlearned so they torture
And beat that ass, I be, just like poppa
But get this, do, of jahovah
But witness two concrete streets meet soldiers

(starang wondah)
Plus just last week I asia and monique
right past my ass and didn't even speak
He she said I'm happy like mary j.
my hair nappy while I sip alizae
Sometimes walkin', in the gets muggy
Ask d.o. g-o-d like ugly

(sampled)
Smile in my face, behind my back they talkin'

(all)
Mad and stuff because your crew won't

(sampled)
Smile in my face behind my back talkin trash

(all)
Ask d.o. g-o-d don't like

(top dawg)
Your name must be (why? )
Cause you done crossed over
Lookin for ways but you got lost
As another gets crushed into dust
Fuckin around with us nigga you know dangerous
So me, when i'm, smellin your fear