Luyện nghe bài hát Vica Versa

Yeah,
This is called Goddamn, Vica Versa
(I'm my best to save my people)
It's
(The people and I rely in God)
Picture that you thought
Was good, was bad
Everything bad, was good

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

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

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

Do you understand that there's a
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 give a fuck, Heaven was hell and versa, I have no fear
I done witnessed too Hell right here, lend me your ear
Recall the we had to po', for all our niggaz
Hit the Devil with the .44, payback

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

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

Heaven is below, this doja keep me high to see the Lord
Almighty nigga, I'm ready to die, my for any questions asked
"The Devil made me do it", who's the Devil may I ask?, It's so
Up-rooted from all this stupid shit, see me cremated, my to
The climate, so glad I made it, elated they gon' go to Heaven
But do they Heaven may not be the place to go
Again I ask, Heaven was and vica versa, the Devil's in me
And I'll be damned if I'm gon let God 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 level
Remenisin' on all the good and the bad I did
Bustin' caps and splittin' wigs and servin' nicks and talkin'
is vica versa no fuckin' commercial
Heaven or Hell, do we go?
When we die, eternal fire or the of gold
Only God knows, versa