Luyện nghe bài hát God It

Grown man salute check the black
A black tie
Got kids fillin' up the premises
They want the
is uncut
We givin' you what you cause you pay the prices
And if albums like pies
We know you tryna pay for them slices
When them in the streets they call me De La
As if I lost my
I still got it boy
And the on patrol
Check the
While we run it international like no
For me in the
Rockin' them New York Knicks in them number blue
They got it for two for
We got it for for free baby
Cause you gonna get hooked off this verbal we cook
That's how gonna be baby
This onslaught, it's the world we live
Get it or get quiet
You stay home we stay on that Nasir Jones
Ya'll, the world is our

When we glide the world, what we tellin'
(Still god it boy)
the loudest crowds, what we yell at 'em?
(Still god it boy)
Walk the people, what they eyes sayin'?
(Still god it boy)
Those that thought they equal, they demise sayin'
(Still god it boy)

As young boys we sat on the stoop playin' buggie
Now we OG's
Limited whips from
Just watch what we call perfect
The cradle is straight, the fridge got a cradle
We dine Thanksgivin'
If you on seconds with to share
Then kill yourself life worth livin'?
studies say hip hop is dead huh?
I I need to taste the puddin'
in it, if God was a kid
When sales went from platinum to
Special affairs, who about the special effects ya'll
like no others
Show respect to this grown man ink fella
Recorded mothers
Now I walk in the street they call me De La
As if I lost my
I got it baby boy
Check the baby boy
or domestic
We exchange currency til the paper's
You fossils in the wild
We live with God's Child what ya'll think

we glide the world, what we tellin' 'em?
(Still god it boy)
Within' the loudest crowds, what we yell at
(Still god it boy)
Walk amongst the people, what they eyes
(Still god it boy)
Those that thought they were equal, they demise
(Still god it boy)