Luyện nghe bài hát God Bless

Uh
Definitely gonna be butter, know
It's be butter, know mean?
Uh, swerve on em, uh
the Mo, here we go
I'm in the mood to let the heads flow
Son, no doubt, god it's
member of my clique is equipped with steel
Suga', let's, god

the type of man that can lace the crowd
Which ya on ya ? or you could raise them proud
I shots off
Put my hands on my and I make it hotter
I got a ya, flavor to bring
Got the championships so savor the ring
Church boy, by my grand momma
Home-bred, I all the drama
I'm like the funk technician
It's a of the times, guards on a mission

God ya lover, god bless you
God bless ya lover, god you
God ya lover, god bless you
God bless ya lover, god you

mercy!
Nowadays I got them other acting thirsty
Bless the sky, created by my third child
wit it, get it get it
Feels to bust shots at the critics
You crave more taste of my
When my track drop ain't space in ya trunk
Soul for real, but not the
I'm going for dolo in the drop Coupe
I distribute while ya gold trees
a dip like a flip, '96 kis

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Matter fact take it to the

God
God bless ya

God
God bless ya

Honey dipping off my sleeves
With them Gortex boots, that compliment all the
Shouldn't me cos I'm raw
(I thought you fell off kid!) You said sh*t before
But you see when you're lyrical
Off some LL shit, chickens get
I, form like Voltron
Let's get it on and take ya bomb
it off
I like style but it's a slight bit soft
Son, the LL rule, huh
I pick it up and lay it mad cool
It'll you a fortune (What?)
For me to make it hot, it up and keep it scorching

It's all for '96 kid!
No diggity, lace me
Nahmean? Lil in the house
Ol Moms, Big E and the fam
Yo son, next?