Luyện nghe bài hát God's Witness

(Verse)
Born on the 12th of February
Big fat rich nigga, me frigerator Perry
If I on your 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
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 house, all I drink is actin this
And I aint even gotta flex to you bitch, Im
Got the whole world shorty on my dick
Go tell yo hot mouth ho she can my dick
I blow my nose with money ho, Im nose rich
60s on my charges so Im dodging ho
Yo nigga lost cuz he got on Mavada watch
And the sauce, bitch it aint a car that I aint got
Yo lost it but Gucci bout to lose his top
She found it sexy every problem I gotta address it
These niggas flexin, I pistol whip the boy the boy bring the message
Police interrogate, layin shit, am I arrested?
They not gon let me go cuz I got a show in Texas
Black nigga but I gotta stand like Im
And hit yo next to kin if I dont have my
Pop 2 mollies and it boosted my
And yo baby momma say my nuts like cinnamon

(Hook)
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 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 count the money lost, counted
Cartel wanna clip me cuz I the shipment

(Verse)
Ive sendin those since a lil boy, I aint 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 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 with a pool stick, man Gucci Mane is no poor short
All this to center, my chairs baby
They turned me into a cold
You can jump in front of these bullies and act 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 discrete sensei boys, you open that safe boy
Youre on me the 3rd nigga and you dont know its the 8 months
Like how yo taste boy, cuz you lyin to me in my face boy
Your dad say a disgrace, mistakin the first place
Glock 40 on my waist, and I took the pistol on the first

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