Luyện nghe bài hát I'm God

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

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

me

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

Yeah, you know 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
realized, who's the rawest rapper
(Yes) Lil B

Just you a rich rapper don't really mean shit
I'll come to your crib and clear whole bitch out
And then blow the out, my mouth put the stick out
I can't be high and robbing pussies with my 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 website with the
it out the bag, over stove like Top Ramen
I don't sell coke, my look out for me
They wanna let me fall off the (balcony)
That's like losing Mike Vick on the team
We a faculty, but I'm the leader
I pass you guys, I'm in the
And what's wrong with you, is hip-hop
This that '09 shit, I call it World

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

Yeah is this 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 see through you
And from your heartbeat you are soft in the
I'm on the outside, solid 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 the Earth I'm the best now
Somebody tell the ocean I'm the out
Somebody the trees I'm here now
Somebody tell the I'm Based now
See me in outer space, I'm out of today
for me, I'm Based for life
This a celebration,