Luyện nghe bài hát Testify (Remix)

(Intro)

Ghost, Ghost, Ghost,

Dog what it do nigga (Longway)

I came to testify all you fuck boyz. (Preach to em)
Yo disloyal
Wanna b's and
Some of us real ya dig. (Straight up)

Screaming from this side
Catching bodies left and
Dead presi em high
Murder was the case they gave me

(Bridge)
Keep the g-code, in silence
blunts in me now im irie
Diamonds chains blinging like sirens
I Keep glock on me like my license

(Hook)
I had to
Yea I had to do it for the
I had to
Caught my Patna them grams
Ain't
up in that Holy Ghost
I had to
I Fell in love with hoes
I had to
a sin city legend
I had to
Got no love for the
I had to
Man the dusse me do it
I had to
It was the dusse dusse

GHOST

Godly be the topic
In a full of fuck boyz, we stayed solid
Still met a real nigga that ain't chaotic
I still ain't met a bad that ain't psychotic
I benn studying the rockerfellas and Kennedy's
What they did for currency what they did to they enemies
Tryna a legacy dynasty and a embassy
Watching breaking bad wishing I moe up in chemistry
We was thousands
no for playing madden
Chasing Rolex's and
rarris, mansions,and
Pressing in the to provide us with them narcotics
Value prices of chronic so low we like sonic

Pre
murder from this side
(Talk that shit, cuz I that shit)
bodies left and right
(Keep that glock on me my mf license)
hook

I had to
Yea I had to do it for the
I had to
Caught my Patna with them
tesify
Pull up in that Ghost
I had to
I Fell in with some hoes
I had to
Imma a sin city
I had to
Got no for the revron
I had to
Man the made me do it
I had to
It was the dusse dusse

(Peewee verse)

Atl
Danny Glover, Lethal
I let a pussy stretch me
Boom, Pow right on
murder up in the night
yellow tape at the red
Kill with red dot
gone get you fed life
It's gone get you a Doc
Put 4 on a red eye
Thousand 8 on bezel
I send 10 paks a post card
That means go God I up like it's a go cart
No one to
keep it G
Yall niggas stick to the
Don't take the stand and fall for no hoes
Testify wipe
Just put the on the stove
I got j's shoot shit off for a deuce in the door
Bitch
Get it

Screaming murder from this
Catching bodies and right
Dead presi em high
Murder was the case that they me

(Bridge)
Keep the g-code, in silence
blunts in me now im irie
Diamonds blinging like some sirens
I Keep that glock on me like my

(Hook)
I had to
Yea I had to do it for the
I had to
my Patna with them grams
Ain't