Luyện nghe bài hát Knowledge God

Fake niggas throw shit in drinks
Club we snatch linx politic, Africans and chinks
While World of Sport niggas snort by the seconds
Niggas projects filled with fiends
Morphine, the God seen more CREAM, and
Reek, almost got hit with fourteen
Chill Pah, the God'll be a Star when you home
Light bones and let you rock my 3G
So, see cousin, yo I was workin', cats I'm
And these niggas actin like they hurtin'
Keys twenty-four a
be on some bullshit, that's why Poppy got hit
Stay tuned, word up, I to see you in June
By the way, I seen your bitch, she was up in this room
Skeyed up, the fuck up, to top it off
Look beat up, with two crack fiends huggin' seed up
I took care of that, though, but don't worry it
I got your back

Yo my niggas always yellin' that broke shit
Let's get Son, now you want to smoke shit
God, yo the Son don't chill Allah
What's today's mathematic Son? God

Fly like cashmere, year, my team caught bodies in Gravesmere
Hit a store owner Mike Lavonia
Italiano, slanted-eyed them fat Milano
Selling coke right out the
Sometime, a nigga brought nines to with minds
Crazy peace, buying in Greece
Was a rich nigga, picture the without dope figures
Condo his chick, rockin' the gold vigor
Mafia flicks, tyin up was his main hobby
Teachin his seed, Wu-Tang
Mixin drinks in clubs, hairy with many minks
time rollin' with spics
Extra live, he he couldn't die, top rank
Took sixteen shots in his fist to
And his pet piranha, he named him
Smokin' ganja, callin' his paisandra
Claimin New York was Babylon
Where the sky stayed the color of grey, her-on
I can't front though, truck of indo
to blow slow, his ass is out now, tally-hoe

Yo why's my niggas always yellin' that shit
Let's get money Son, now you want to smoke
Chill God, yo the Son don't chill
What's mathematic Son? Knowledge God

Yo why's my niggas always yellin' that shit
Let's get money Son, now you want to smoke
Chill God, yo the Son don't Allah
today's mathematic Son? Knowledge God

Yo why's my niggas always yellin' that shit
Let's get money Son, now you to smoke shit
God, yo the Son don't chill Allah
What's today's Son? Knowledge God