Luyện nghe bài hát Gods Don't Chill

Now just to prove I ain't different you
Dirty I ain't got to do
I just wanna a break
No stress, no
I just lay and
Chill at the all day
No, no, no
It's time to get ass off of the couch
Get up
It's night, we gotta get the fuck out
Get the out
Okay, I got to say
'Cuz we chillin' at the crib all day

We chiefin' laid back, loungin' 3 pimps in the shade
Me, Murph we a pair, we at it again
Well ok, you have nuttin' to say
We it'd be another hit man, ok?
For your reference, I been inside the house 6
Bakin' up of rap, chiefin' & munchin' on chips
Now should I go dip? Debate what and color to get
We go out, we don't know when, this strickly lot pimpin'

there sounds like a nice game plan
Nice wit thick frames, no need to think twice man
Pick up bud, pick up my boys, wipe off my dubs
on chickens and buckets, so what they rollin' on hubs
I'm honkin' my horn like a animal from the barn
So what if they foreign? Prince discriminate not one
Outrageously, my mama pagin' me
I been at the crib all day so it's see

Now just to prove I ain't different you
Dirty I got nuttin' to do
I just wanna a break
No stress, no
I wanna lay and
at the crib all day
No, no, no
It's time to get ass off of the couch
Get up!
It's Friday night, we gotta get the out
Get the out!
Okay, I got to say
'Cuz we been at the crib all day

Now, I get my way
Hit my hay, yeah sip my
Call up a chick to strip, if I say
Let the just ring, while I pick my place
Smashin' in John Madden whuppin' ass
And it's a fact, Bay sendin' em Packin'
Man it's goin' on a day thrashin'
Fuck this for real y'all, I some action

Aw man, Murph don't drive the Benz
But he's too tryin' to dodge his friends
I just wanna go back again
Get high again, sippin'
Grab my 22 wired rims
Hit the street, got pilin' in
'til this nigga get through ironin'
Jacob up, fuck game I'm retirin'

Now just to I ain't different from you
Dirty I got nuttin' to do
I wanna take a break
No stress, no
I just lay and
Chill at the all day
No, no, no, no
It's time to get that ass off of the
Get up!
Friday night, we gotta get the fuck out
Get the out
Okay, I got to say
'Cuz we chillin' at the crib all day

St.
(Murphy Lee, size drawers ya need?)
A 36-38, 40 be too big
And hurry up so I can get out the
(Babysit)
I love my nieces and nephews but I ain't got no
And shit, hurry up the bank close
(Boy you ain't goin' to no bank, you gonna see some hoes)
Ahh, I my sister know a brother
I'm a nasty mothersuckers, 'cuz I'm wit cornbread and butter

'Cuz there ain't nuttin' booty in the daytime
Look at it wiggle, sunshinin' on the
And matter fact, fuck the whole
The time, I'm thinkin' ,'bout this party goin' downtown
I had to get my ass the bed, ah get up
Ain't nuttin' like a lil' last minute head, ah you
Plus I see this girl like twice a
And my granny Macaroni-n-Cheese
So I'm out

Now to prove I ain't different from you
Dirty I got nuttin' to do
I just take a break
No stress, no
I just lay and
at the crib all day
No, no ,no
It's time to get ass off of the couch
Get up!
Friday night, we gotta get the fuck out
Get the out
Okay, I got to say
we been chillin' at the crib all day