Luyện nghe bài hát I'm God

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

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

me

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

Yeah, you what I mean
The mind is so when you're Based
32
to my world
Like I said I ready
And it feels to be here now
Finally realized, the rawest rapper
(Yes) Lil B

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

Based
what I call it, Based World
You know what I
So to tell you, it's a wrap
To anybody that thought 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 stressed out, I'm God, I'm the out
Rap transparent, my see-through
It's incoherent, and no I'm not
I see through you
And from your you are soft in the middle
I'm real on the outside, solid in the inside, bitch, the Westside
Chopper in the trunk, em soaked like a wet slide
apartheid, rap game is my shit
I'm so sick, I'm so nauseous
Somebody tell the I'm the best now
tell the ocean I'm the best out
Somebody tell the I'm here now
Somebody the world I'm Based now
See me in outer space, I'm out of today
for me, I'm Based for life
This a celebration,