Luyện nghe bài hát Vica Versa

Yeah,
This song is called Goddamn, Vica
(I'm my best to save my people)
like
(The people and I rely in God)
Picture everything you thought
Was good, was bad
bad, was really good

(What if was on Earth nigga?)
The whole world, versa
(Good is bad)
Vica
(Bad is good)
(Dear Lord am I the one?)
This here, goddamn, gon'

Gon' get you a motherfuckin' fat of that 'dro
that shit
(It's all versa)
up in the air, nigga
(We nigga)
(This is what we doin', it's versa)
I know all real niggas gon' feel this shit
Vica Versa, Pastor
(Vica Versa)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, what if Heaven was
And versa, if I told you go to Hell, would you tell I cursed ya?
I ya with the truth so you know my fate
And pray I die, I'm that nigga that they love to
I wanna make you use yo' mind, God has a sign
And when you listen to these rhymes, take your time
I ask, Heaven was hell and vica versa
Would you start evil in order to nurture, the spirit man?

Do you understand that a war?
It's ragin' on and the Devil got ammo too
Don't get me wrong, but I put my up in the Lord
too corrupt, know that God gon' help me blow 'em up
I a fuck, Heaven was hell and vica versa, I have no fear
I done witnessed too much Hell right here, me your ear
Recall the we had to po', for all our niggaz
Hit the with the .44, payback nigga

My liquor keep my from tryin' to enter, alone
And to deal all this wickedness, I smoke a zone
Know I'm grown, but I'm a baby, it's vica versa
So I guess I'll beg to save me, God I'm confused
The fuse of all these motherfuckers, me sick
(Virgin Mary never nobody, but she suck dick)
With a clique of nasty concubines and vice-a
So she'll probably do the nine, that nasty ho'

I know where I'ma go this Christmas, it's Satan's birth
I'ma try to smoke a of weed and ease the Earth
While Jesus with Angels
The Devil's equipped fire
For God so love the world he blessed the thug with rocks
Won't until they feel me
me Devil, think the Lord is tryin' to kill me
It's vica

Heaven is below, while this doja me high to see the Lord
Almighty nigga, I'm ready to die, my reply for any asked
"The Devil made me do it", the Devil may I ask?, It's so polluted
Up-rooted from all this stupid shit, see me cremated, my to
The climate, so I made it, elated that they gon' go to Heaven
But do they know may not be the place to go
Again I ask, Heaven was Hell and vica versa, the in me
And I'll be if I'm gon let God hurt ya, follow me

If it was versa, I'd be and Angel, 'cause I'm a devil
A down South Georgia rebel, a whole 'nother fuckin'
Remenisin' on all the good and the bad I did
Bustin' caps and splittin' and servin' nicks and talkin' shit
This is vica versa no commercial
or Hell, where do we go?
When we die, eternal fire or the of gold
God knows, vica versa