Luyện nghe bài hát God's Witness

(Verse)
Born legendary on the 12th of
Big fat rich nigga, call me Perry
If I on your head then call it rain, do you believe it?
And the girls are freakin, Imma lick it, I keep a secret
40 thou, out, all of my pasta be the mattress
Look at me now, out, damn, I can fuckin aks
40 fo a brick, now and lets not even tax it
Turn my spot, to a lean house, all I is actin this
And I aint even gotta to you bitch, Im rich
Got the whole wide world on my dick
Go tell yo hot ho she can suck my dick
I blow my nose with money ho, Im snot nose
60s on my charges so Im dodging ho
Yo nigga cuz he got on that Mavada watch
And spill the sauce, bitch it aint a car I aint got
Yo nigga lost it but Gucci bout to his top
She found it sexy that every problem I address it
These niggas flexin, I pistol whip the boy the boy that the message
Police interrogate, layin shit, am I arrested?
not gon let me go cuz bitch I got a show in Texas
Black nigga but I stand like Im Mexican
And hit yo next to kin if I dont my Benjamins
Pop 2 mollies and it my adrenaline
And yo baby momma say my taste like cinnamon

(Hook)
I up in the Bentley and I get they out the business
the trailer follow me, just nigga come and get it
Nigga you all the cash I made on my 20
God can be my witness, Im a real trap
up in the Bentley and I get they out the business
Im servin by cuz I dont need no co-defendant
Head count the money lost, counted
Cartel wanna clip me cuz I the shipment

(Verse)
Ive been sendin those since a lil boy, I aint have no
2 man operation but I aint have no
I aint have no Royce and I aint have no Porsche
But if you steppin me out for these then yo ass gon get dropped son
Apologize to yo granddaddy cuz I up yo grandson
Ive been jumpin out of that band boy cuz I owe cash to the
Say I the nigga with a pool stick, man Gucci Mane is no poor short
All this down to center, my chairs
They turned me into a cold
You can jump in front of these bullies and act you a Braveheart
Quick ticket to the graveyard, playin hard but you faint
You the one, bust the great boys, my kidnappers rape boys
No discrete sensei boys, you open that safe boy
Youre on me since the 3rd nigga and you know its the 8 months
Like how yo blood boy, cuz you lyin to me in my face boy
Your dad say youre a disgrace, mistakin the place
40 on my waist, and I took the pistol on the first date

(Hook x2)
I pull up in the Bentley and I get they out the
Tack the trailer me, just nigga come and get it
Nigga you know all the cash I on my 20
God can be my witness, Im a real nigga
up in the Bentley and I get they out the business
Im servin by myself cuz I dont need no
Head count the lost, counted 5-60
Cartel wanna me cuz I intercept the shipment