Luyện nghe bài hát I'm God

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

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

me

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

Yeah, you what I mean
The mind is so when you're Based
32
to my world
Like I said I been
And it feels good to be now
realized, who's the rawest 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 the swish out, my mouth put the stick out
I be high and robbing pussies with my dick out
I I'm a show-off, take my raincoat off
I'm so wet a pussy get mad at me
Switch cars, new colors, call it
Got my own with the dotcom
Take it out the bag, over stove like Top
I sell coke, my niggas look out for me
They ain't wanna let me off the (balcony)
That's like 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 wrong with you, is hip-hop
This '09 shit, I call it Based World

Based
That's I call it, Based World
You know I mean
So just to tell you, it's a
To anybody thought they had it
You to think again
Throw your hands up, it's Lil B for Lil
I need all the energy I can

is this what you really 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 just see you
And from your heartbeat you are 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
It's apartheid, rap is my shit
I'm so sick, I'm so nauseous
Somebody tell the Earth I'm the now
Somebody the ocean I'm the best out
Somebody tell the I'm here now
Somebody tell the world I'm now
See me in outer space, I'm out of today
Celebrate for me, I'm Based for
This a celebration,