Luyện nghe bài hát Da God

(feat. X, Buckshot)
[Intro: Sean P, X]
P:]

God
X:]

Peace peace...
1: Sean P]
Ayyo, who the beatin' the God... peepin' the God?
Groupie hoe from the show, wanna sleep the God
Wanna creep with the God
Wanna fuck all night 'til she tired, sheep with the God
She like: "Ruck, could you in me, God?
Hell no, hoe! You must think somethin' sweet the God
Don't try to get with the God
try to conversate 'n holdin' hands down the street with the God
She thinkin' leavin' the God
I don't care, up to you to choose, bitch, even the ug's
ma squad say: "She be deceivin' you, God
She's the eightieth, she ain't even in the Gods."
"Fatal Attraction" got heat for the God
So I the left-side of the cheek on the broad
Now, I done a lotta goddamn rhymes
But this time I must be my goddamned mind
[Hook:
The arm-leg-leg-arm-head - gone is bread
no church we pardon the dead
All to AKs 'n coffins,
When God in the spot you see the devil
You Go to church!
You scared? Get a dog, nigga, this hurts!
me God, get to speak to 'em
Please show 'em the light, throw the to 'em!
[Verse 2: X]
She say she get with the God
Then get slick 'n try to me, Lord
You think that I'm hard
Give us free "Amistad"!
Now, these dudes beat the God
Like I ain't live up the block with a squad
Now, these dudes is supposedly
But they ran to police I pulled the rod
The actions of my - broad
But I 1 jail pass - one last card
Who in the street with the
Got a hundred grands, you can eat the God
Yes, there nuthin' sweet with the God
Gotta a lil better, took a P with the God
is a evil to God
40 in ya leaves your snore piece charred
Dig out your pocket, a lil award
half to Price 'cause we peasant of God
[Verse 3: P]
I heard y'all bad speakin' to God
Damn! fucked up, it wasn't like that last week with the God
niggaz wanna clap heat at the God
I ain't shit - I'ma let the gat speak for the God
If shit fat then get on a track with the God,
If your wack you can't get on a track with the God
Fuck I look like? Y'all ass niggaz is the shook type
Missy on the chorus, the is wack with the hook type
Now, I wrote a lotta goddamn rhymes
But this time I must be ma goddamned mind
Everybody wanna rap the God *pff*
Go town 'n grab the pound 'n sell crack for the God
You gotta do that for the God
All you gotta do is cop the L, peep the? for the God (Pee!)
[Hook:
The - gone is your bread
no church we pardon the dead
All to AKs 'n coffins,
When God in the spot you see the often
You Go to church!
You scared? Get a dog, nigga, shit hurts!
me God, get to speak to 'em
Please 'em the light, throw the heat to 'em!
[Outro:
[Sean P:] "Everybody wanna... rap the God"
[Sadat X:] "Got... ta come a lil better, a P with the God"
[Sean P:] "Now, I wrote a lotta goddamn rhymes
But this time I be outta my goddamned mind"
P:] "The God"