Luyện nghe bài hát God

(Chorus)
We ride, we ride
get high, we get high
We touch the sky
angels we can fly
We piece of the pie
Get the before we die
We wanna la-de-da,

It's all about the Benjamin's, the Jefferson's
Gettin' ya shine on in Detroit on
to my chrome wheels and my chrome skills
I grew up off flexin', interceptin'
Never without the weapon
Disconnected no papers, niggaz eject it
Watch me wreck shit wit' this style I've
Carry a Tech, shit for the next bitch
On the or some God complex it's
The U-N-H-O-L-Y, murder
out die, die, die, die
My, my, my, my
Oh my, oh God
Tell me why the wicked shit so hard
First of all we ball like Sammy
And keeps the toasta in case I gotta ya
I'm suicidal, so don't step close to me
I'm Detroit and dead's what I'm supposed to be
Dead's what I'm to be...

(Chorus)

I'm finna bust, so call me a
Fuck whatchu heard all I see is crow
Flowin' 'Word Word', droppin' shit like a turd
Watch my energy surge, the cannon, murders occured
I'm rollin', still holdin' my nuts, controllin' what I
A super-high skydive, freefall
In the water wit' piranhas, Nirvana
I and walk on water, marijuana
Ecstasy hexin' me, to me, sexin' me
Bitches on my dick so much I a vasectomy
Scientifically analyzed my style me
like this make me grab the Tek and squeeze
It's all about respectin these I hold
Or watch ya bo