Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Gods

im standin..
for the rap gods..

(andre)
i to earn wings but, i think i grew horns
and maybe thats why mc's rock me porn
flowin like the water in the river
i it grows in the hennessey sipper, thank me
to do a show, and we tryin to do a palace, like a jet,
my roams off to dallas,
its somethin like cream we hustle on the scene
mc's and freaks wanna join the team
dealers would fly, ride the of pimps
the colors were candy coated, incredible
and my dreams of what sayin, dont get a job
i realize now it was all the rap
i slither through the streets like a boa
on my car got the gangsta pictures
sportin and energy , could that be me?
smokin weed listenin to run
my repute wass a rap child, emotions of
represent with no crew man, life is sealed
add a two's of all kinds, gun zippers in em'
see notes dont last long, we cant wait to em'
oh cars, and bars, weed, greed, and
maintain my women, the rest of these hoes
man, my up braid the truth of a rhyme
restin on jeopardy to my lifetime grind
im like an angel thats high smoken' up in heaven
as crooked as reverends, b-ball playground legends
triangle, some say sinsanati bang goes, stars
hand cold as chris krango, we hearts
and rib praps, take trips far
shop at the gap, ten by the rap
shoot the git, so i blessed it with weed, bacon, eggs and grits
i can block the sun, like a
my homie said he had a yaght but i dont with ships
the freak, said she hated dope dealers, clock they ends,
i said which is why ur payin this rapper
nickatina, im like simbad the sailor
dress in red and black, the signs of a raider