Luyện nghe bài hát God's Witness

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

(Hook)
I pull up in the and I get they out the business
Tack the follow 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 trap
up in the Bentley and I get they out the business
Im servin by myself cuz I dont need no
count the money lost, counted 5-60
Cartel wanna clip me cuz I intercept the

(Verse)
Ive been sendin those since a lil boy, I have no trust
2 man operation but I have no voice
I aint have no Rolls Royce and I have no Porsche
But if you me out for these ones then yo ass gon get dropped son
Apologize to yo granddaddy cuz I up yo grandson
Ive been out of that band boy cuz I owe cash to the landlord
Say I whip the nigga with a pool stick, man Mane is no poor short
All down to center, my chairs baby
turned me into a cold heart
You can jump in front of these and act like you a Braveheart
ticket to the graveyard, playin hard but you faint heart
You the one, bust the great boys, my kidnappers rape boys
No sensei boys, suggest you open that safe boy
on me since the 3rd nigga and you dont know its the 8 months
Like how yo blood taste boy, cuz you to me in my face boy
Your dad say a disgrace, mistakin the first 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
the trailer follow me, just nigga come and get it
Nigga you know all the I made on my 20
God can be my witness, Im a trap nigga
up in the Bentley and I get they out the business
Im by myself cuz I dont need no co-defendant
Head count the lost, counted 5-60
Cartel wanna clip me cuz I the shipment