Luyện nghe bài hát God's Warrior

You know everything you niggas say be man like
I hope they don't play this in court one day
If you look up of the stories in my city

You will see the relation the music

Everybody with me clumsy, we all be droppin'
Droppin' niggas, droppin' icy
Fuck a bitch, drop her at her crib
Not with the gossipin', we do that shit
Any means, I'm eat
Slide with the on full (Yeah)
Leave with the on E
I got a K, it 100
But I got lazy, put 90
Money make your team vanish
That's a trick, Origami
I be dolo, don't a posse
If you got the wave, I got the
Chain hit Ike Turner (What else?)
But I beat bitches, I beat burgers
I just bust a chain reaction to stomp a nigga in Versace
Call me Martin, I with the Tommy
You lookin' for me, pussy come me
And I'm not gon' snatch your chain, I'm take it off politely
So when I go back to it, it's not damaged, not even slightly
Raised around killers, how I'm cut
out where he stay, don't shoot the house up
Lay in they bushes your legs lock up
walk outside first, drop some
Lift chopper up, go nuts (Go nuts)
was his momma, so what? (Fuck it)
Nigga that's your fault, we wanted blood
And your bitch take dick a grownup
I'm a product of them (Yeah)
Sharks and hustlers, I'm the D (Yeah)
Bring a nigga to the (Yeah), we not stingy, homie eat
He get greedy, put him to
They gotta him by his teeth
We gon' you if you freeze
When job was to squeeze, nigga

I got an Uzi and like, boom! (Ooh)
I got a Draco and it like, boom! (Sheesh)
your shit open, the bullets explosive
Fall and you stood-over (Come here)
run out of bullets in a shootout
Taking my counting as I'm blowin'
Yeah, drumsticks, our size AR's, we a little band
Rapper diss me, I'm at every show I'm his biggest fan
Hollows in that Van gon leave somebody crippled, man
You see your DJ brain come through his
turn religious, man
Having my way, him see us up at the range, practice, okay?
Dead bodies in the hood, acid on it for rapid decay
Granny even know the savage she raised, nigga
(Savage she raised, nigga)
Ayy, 200k get you took off the today, nigga (Holy water)
Ayy, nigga hoes, I don't 'em (Feel 'em)
Cut his head like a dick, let his deal him (Bitch)
Fuck who with him
Catch his at the mall while she shoe shopping, nigga
let him dive, just shoot out the windows, that's how I'm coming
(That's how I'm coming)
You not faster no bullets, why is you running?
(Fuck is you runnin'?)
I be talking to my like, you be bugging
(Bitch you be trippin')
I put on my drop, them bitches rubbin' (Skrrt skrrt)
They like, Grizzley, bro you rich, why is you
(Why am I thugging?)
Big Meech was rich, nobody asked him why was he hustling
(Why was he hustling?)
What y'all need to ask is these why they be bluffing
(Fake ass niggas)
Took my FN off my hip like, You've summoned (Bop!)