Luyện nghe bài hát I'm God

You know I always wanted to be the
You know I wanted 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,
out to A.E. for riding in that 6-0
Move fast, stick slow, think fast, slow
Dude try to play me, I'm leaving with his bro
Sorry for the cuss words, fuck that, curse
Bruh did things should've 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 game is too fake, real lay low
Word around town that you with a halo
Bet I got killers puttin' cash on
No Xbox, shouts out to Tune,
Free Tune, baby, Rocky, bitch
Free Rocky, free Rocky,
Free Tune baby, bitch,

me

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

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

cause you a rich rapper don't really mean shit
I'll to your crib and clear that whole bitch out
And then the swish out, my mouth put the stick out
I can't be 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
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 look out for me
They wanna let me fall off the (balcony)
That's like losing Mike 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 you, this is hip-hop
This that '09 shit, I call it World

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

is this what you really want, you got me in the flesh now
No, I'm not out, I'm God, I'm the best out
Rap transparent, my glasses
It's incoherent, and no I'm not
I see through you
And from heartbeat you are soft in the middle
I'm real on the outside, in the inside, bitch, it's the Westside
Chopper in the trunk, leave em soaked 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
Somebody tell the I'm the best out
Somebody tell the trees I'm now
Somebody tell the I'm Based now
See me in space, I'm out of reach today
Celebrate for me, I'm for life
This a celebration,