Luyện nghe bài hát I'm God

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

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

me

Bruh I'm gay cause I'm grindin' in my tiny pants
Bet I'm the only goon nigga in tiny pants
Sending off shots, kickback make wrist jam
Fully-loaded thing on my arm like a
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 and chopped, have him thinking he in Texas, nigga

Yeah, you what I mean
The mind is so complex when you're
32
Welcome to my
Like I I been ready
And it feels good to be now
Finally realized, who's the rawest
(Yes) Lil B

Just cause you a rich rapper really mean shit
I'll come to your and clear that whole bitch out
And then blow the swish out, my mouth put the out
I can't be high and robbing with my dick out
I I'm a show-off, take my raincoat off
I'm so wet that a get mad at me
Switch cars, new colors, call it
Got my own website with the
Take it out the bag, stove like Top Ramen
I don't sell coke, my niggas out for me
They ain't let me fall off the (balcony)
That's like Mike Vick on the Falcon team
We a faculty, but I'm the leader
I pass you guys, I'm in the
And wrong with you, this is hip-hop
This that '09 shit, I call it World

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

Yeah is 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 glasses
incoherent, and no I'm not staring
I just see you
And from your heartbeat you are in the middle
I'm real on the outside, in the inside, bitch, it's the Westside
Chopper in the trunk, em soaked like a wet slide
It's apartheid, rap game is my
I'm so sick, I'm feeling so
Somebody tell the I'm the best now
Somebody the ocean I'm the best out
Somebody the trees I'm here now
Somebody the world I'm Based now
See me in outer space, I'm out of today
Celebrate for me, I'm Based for
a celebration, bitch