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 lick it, I cant a secret
40 thou, out, all of my pasta be the mattress
Look at me now, out, damn, I can fuckin aks
40 thou fo a brick, now and not even tax it
my spot, to a lean house, all I drink is actin this
And I aint even flex to you bitch, Im rich
Got the wide world shorty on my dick
Go tell yo hot ho she can suck my dick
I blow my nose with money ho, Im snot rich
60s on my charges so Im dodging ho
Yo nigga lost cuz he got on Mavada watch
And spill the sauce, it aint a car that I aint got
Yo lost it but Gucci bout to lose his top
She found it that every problem I gotta address it
These niggas flexin, I whip the boy the boy that bring the message
Police interrogate, layin shit, am I arrested?
They not gon let me go cuz I got a show in Texas
nigga but I gotta stand like Im Mexican
And hit yo next to kin if I dont have my
Pop 2 mollies and it my adrenaline
And yo momma say my nuts taste like cinnamon

(Hook)
I pull up in the Bentley and I get they out the
Tack the follow me, just nigga come and get it
you know 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 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 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 beat up yo
Ive been jumpin out of that band boy cuz I owe 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
They turned me into a heart
You can jump in front of these bullies and act you a Braveheart
Quick to the graveyard, playin hard but you faint heart
You with the one, bust the great boys, my rape boys
No discrete sensei boys, suggest you open that boy
Youre on me the 3rd nigga and you dont know 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
Glock 40 on my waist, and I the pistol on the first date

(Hook x2)
I up in the Bentley and I get they out the business
Tack the follow me, just nigga come and get it
you know 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 myself cuz I need no co-defendant
Head count the money lost, counted
Cartel clip me cuz I intercept the shipment