Luyện nghe bài hát God's Witness

(Verse)
Born on the 12th of February
Big fat nigga, call me frigerator Perry
If I piss on your head then it rain, do you believe it?
And the girls are freakin, Imma it, I cant 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
my spot, to a lean house, all I drink is actin this
And I aint even gotta to you bitch, Im rich
Got the whole world shorty on my dick
Go yo hot mouth ho she can suck my dick
I blow my with money 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 a car that I aint got
Yo nigga it but Gucci bout to lose his top
She found it that every problem I gotta address it
These niggas flexin, I pistol the boy the boy that bring the message
Police interrogate, fuckin shit, am I arrested?
They not gon let me go cuz bitch I got a show in
Black nigga but I gotta stand Im Mexican
And hit yo next to kin if I dont have my
Pop 2 mollies and it my adrenaline
And yo baby say my nuts taste like cinnamon

(Hook)
I pull up in the and I get they out the business
Tack the trailer follow me, nigga come and get it
you know all the cash I made 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
count the money lost, counted 5-60
Cartel wanna clip me cuz I intercept the

(Verse)
Ive been sendin those a lil boy, I aint have no trust
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
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 with a pool stick, man Gucci Mane is no short
All this to center, my chairs baby
turned me into a cold heart
You can in front of these bullies and act like you a Braveheart
ticket to the graveyard, playin hard but you faint heart
You with the one, the great boys, my kidnappers rape boys
No discrete sensei boys, suggest you open safe boy
Youre on me since the 3rd nigga and you dont its the 8 months
Like how yo blood taste boy, cuz you lyin to me in my boy
Your dad say youre a disgrace, mistakin the first
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 follow me, just come and get it
Nigga you know all the I made on my 20
God can be my witness, Im a real trap
Pull up in the and I get they out the business
Im servin by myself cuz I dont need no
Head count the money lost, 5-60
wanna clip me cuz I intercept the shipment