Luyện nghe bài hát I'm God

You know I always to be the best
You know I always to be God
This is real
It's Lil B,

My new name is Based God, ice paint job
Only come out in the dim lights,
Shouts out to A.E. for riding in 6-0
Move fast, slow, think fast, talk slow
try to play me, I'm leaving with his bitch bro
Sorry for the cuss words, fuck that, more
did things should've been in the Hearse fo'
Now I'm spittin' rap shit, gave me to live fo'
Hit him the P-9, bet it'll make his ribs show
Rap game is too fake, real lay low
Word around that you livin' with a halo
Bet I got killers puttin' cash on
No Xbox, out to Tune, baby
Free Tune, baby, Rocky, bitch
Rocky, free Rocky, bitch
Free Tune baby, bitch,

me

Bruh think I'm gay I'm grindin' in my tiny pants
Bet I'm the only goon in these tiny pants
Sending off shots, make your wrist jam
thing on my arm like a wristband
You don't the Space Jam, you're better off to vacate
No, it's no template to this, 6 Kiss, reckless
Hands around your like a necklace
him screwed and chopped, have him thinking he in Texas, nigga

Yeah, you know I mean
The is so complex when you're Based
32
to my world
Like I said I been
And it feels good to be now
Finally realized, who's the rapper
(Yes) Lil B

Just cause you a rich rapper don't really mean
I'll come to your and clear that whole bitch out
And then blow the swish out, my put the stick out
I can't be high and robbing pussies with my out
I guess I'm a show-off, my raincoat off
I'm so wet a pussy get mad at me
cars, new colors, call it raspberry
Got my own with the dotcom
Take it out the bag, over stove like Top
I don't sell coke, my niggas out for me
They wanna let me fall off the (balcony)
like losing Mike Vick on the Falcon team
We a faculty, but I'm the team
I you guys, I'm in the two-seater
And what's with you, this is hip-hop
This that '09 shit, I call it Based

World
That's what I call it, World
You know what I
So just to tell you, a wrap
To anybody that they had it
You need to think
your hands up, it's Lil B for Lil Boss
I need all the Based I can

Yeah is this what you want, you got me in the flesh now
No, I'm not out, I'm God, I'm the best out
Rap transparent, my see-through
It's incoherent, and no I'm not
I just see you
And your heartbeat you are soft in the middle
I'm on the outside, solid in the inside, bitch, it's the Westside
Chopper in the trunk, em soaked like a wet slide
It's apartheid, rap is my shit
I'm so sick, I'm so nauseous
Somebody the Earth I'm the best now
tell the ocean I'm the best out
Somebody tell the trees I'm now
Somebody the world I'm Based now
See me in space, I'm out of reach today
Celebrate for me, I'm for life
a celebration, bitch