Luyện nghe bài hát God's Witness

(Verse)
Born legendary on the of February
Big fat rich nigga, call me Perry
If I piss on head then call it rain, do you believe it?
And the girls are freakin, lick it, I cant keep a secret
40 thou, chillin out, all of my 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 house, all I drink is actin this
And I even gotta flex to you bitch, Im rich
Got the whole wide 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 potholes ho
Yo nigga lost cuz he got on that Mavada
And spill the sauce, it aint a car that I aint got
Yo nigga it but Gucci bout to lose his top
She found it sexy that every I gotta address it
These niggas flexin, I whip the boy the boy that bring the message
Police interrogate, fuckin shit, am I arrested?
not gon let me go cuz bitch I got a show in Texas
Black nigga but I gotta stand Im Mexican
And hit yo next to kin if I dont have my
Pop 2 and it boosted my adrenaline
And yo baby momma say my nuts taste like

(Hook)
I up in the Bentley and I get they 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 real nigga
Pull up in the 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 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 Rolls Royce and I aint no Porsche
But if you steppin me out for ones then yo ass gon get dropped son
Apologize to yo granddaddy cuz I up yo grandson
Ive been jumpin out of that 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 to center, my chairs baby
They me into a cold heart
You can jump in front of bullies and act like you a Braveheart
Quick to the graveyard, playin hard but you faint heart
You with the one, bust the great boys, my kidnappers boys
No discrete sensei boys, suggest you that safe boy
Youre on me since the 3rd nigga and you know its the 8 months
how yo blood taste boy, cuz you lyin to me in my face boy
Your dad say youre a disgrace, the first place
Glock 40 on my waist, and I took the pistol on the date

(Hook x2)
I pull up in the Bentley and I get 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 trap nigga
up in the Bentley and I get they out the business
Im servin by myself cuz I dont need no
Head the money lost, counted 5-60
wanna clip me cuz I intercept the shipment