Luyện nghe bài hát Gods Don't Chill

Now just to prove I different from you
Dirty I ain't got to do
I just wanna 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
It's night, we gotta get the fuck out
Get the out
Okay, I got to say
we been chillin' at the crib all day

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

That there sounds like a nice plan
Nice thangs wit thick frames, no need to think man
Pick up some bud, up my boys, wipe off my dubs
Hittin' on chickens and buckets, so what they on hubs
I'm honkin' my horn like a animal from the barn
So what if they foreign? Prince don't not one
Outrageously, my baby mama me
I been at the crib all day so crazy see

Now to prove I ain't different from you
Dirty I got nuttin' to do
I wanna take a break
No stress, no
I just lay and
at the crib all day
No, no, no
It's time to get that ass off of the
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

Now, I get my way
Hit my hay, sip my drink
Call up a to come strip, if I say
Let the just ring, while I pick my place
Smashin' in John whuppin' everybody ass
And it's a fact, Green Bay em Packin'
Man it's goin' on a three day
Fuck this for real y'all, I need some

Aw man, Murph wanna drive the Benz
But he's too busy to dodge his friends
I just wanna go back outside
Get high again, Heineken's
Grab my 22 inch wired
Hit the street, got bitches in
'til this nigga get through ironin'
Jacob up, fuck this I'm retirin'

Now just to I ain't different from you
I ain't got nuttin' to do
I just take a break
No stress, no
I wanna lay and
Chill at the all day
No, 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 been chillin' at the all day

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

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

Now just to I ain't different from you
Dirty I ain't got to do
I just wanna take a
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!
It's Friday night, we gotta get the out
Get the out
Okay, I got to say
we been chillin' at the crib all day