Luyện nghe bài hát Vice Versa

Pastor troy
(yeah)
This song is goddamn, vica versa
(I'm doin' my best to my people)
like, (the people & I will rely in God)
Picture everything you thought was good, was really bad
Everything bad, was
(what if was on earth nigga)
The whole world, versa
(good is bad)
versa (bad is good)
(dear lord am I the only )
shit here, goddamn, gon'
Go'n get you a fat blunt of 'dro
Smoke that
(it's all versa)
Look up in the air
(we nigga)
(this is we doin', it's vica versa)
ain't everybody gon' feel this shit
Vica versa, pastor
Vica

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
What if heaven was and vica versa
If I told you go to hell, would you tell I ya?
I re embersed ya, with the truth, so you know my
They pray I die I'm that nigga that they to hate
I'ma you use your mind, god, the 7th sign
And when you listen to these rhymes, take your time
Again I ask, heaven was hell and vica
you start doin' evil in order to nurture?
The spirit, man, do you understand, a war
ragin' on
And the devil got ammo too
Don't get me
But I put my off in the lord
too corrupt
Know that God gon' me blow 'em up
I give a fuck, heaven was hell and vica
I no fear
I witnessed too much hell right here
Lend me your ear, all the beer
We had to
all our niggaz hit the devil with the .44
Payback
My liquor my from tryin' to enter
alone
And to deal with all this wickedness, I smoke a

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Know I'm grown, but I'm still a
It's vica versa so I guess I'll beg satan to me
God I'm confused, the fuse of all these
Makin' me
Virgin never fu**ed nobody, but she sucked di**

with a clique of nasty
And vica versa, so she'll probably do the nine
hoe
I don't know where i'ma go this
It's satan's
I'ma try to smoke a pund of weed, and ease the
While jesus with angels, the devil's equiped with fire
Oh God so love the he blessed the thug with rocks
Won't stop until feel me
me devil, think the lord is tryin' to kill me
It's vica
Heaven is below, while this keep me high
To see the lord nigga, I'm ready to die
My reply for any asked
The devil me do it
Who's the devil may I
It's so
Up-rooted from all this shit
See me cremated, my adaption to the
So glad I it
that they gon' go to heaven
But do know
Heaven may not be th to go
Again I ask, was hell and vica versa
The devil's demons, I'll be damned if I'm gon' let 'em ya
me...

Peter the
If it was vica versa, I'd be and angel, I'm a devil
A doun georgia rebel, a whole 'nother fuckin' level
Remenisin' on all the good and the bad I did
Bustin' caps and wigs
And servin' and talkin' shit
This is vica no fuckin' commercial
or hell, where do we go?
When we die, fire or the street of gold
Only God knows, versa