Luyện nghe bài hát God's Witness

(Verse)
Born legendary on the 12th of
Big fat rich nigga, call me Perry
If I piss on your head then call it rain, do you it?
And the are freakin, Imma lick it, I cant keep a secret
40 thou, out, all of my pasta be the mattress
at me now, iced out, damn, I can fuckin aks
40 thou fo a brick, now and lets not 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 mouth ho she can my dick
I blow my nose with ho, Im snot nose rich
60s on my charges so Im dodging ho
Yo nigga lost cuz he got on that Mavada
And spill the sauce, bitch it aint a car I aint got
Yo lost it but Gucci bout to lose his top
She found it sexy that every problem I gotta it
These niggas flexin, I pistol whip the boy the boy that bring the
Police interrogate, layin shit, am I arrested?
They not gon let me go cuz bitch I got a show in
Black but I gotta stand like Im Mexican
And hit yo next to kin if I dont my Benjamins
Pop 2 and it boosted my adrenaline
And yo baby momma say my nuts taste like

(Hook)
I pull up in the Bentley and I get out the business
Tack the trailer follow me, nigga come and get it
Nigga you know all the cash I on my 20
God can be my witness, Im a trap nigga
Pull up in the Bentley and I get they out the
Im servin by cuz I dont need no co-defendant
Head the money lost, counted 5-60
Cartel clip me cuz I intercept the shipment

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

(Hook x2)
I up in the Bentley and I get they out the business
Tack the trailer follow me, just nigga and get it
Nigga you know all the I made 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 money lost, 5-60
Cartel wanna clip me cuz I the shipment