Luyện nghe bài hát Knowledge God

Fake niggas shit in they drinks
nights we snatch linx politic, Africans and chinks
While World of Sport niggas snort by the seconds
Niggas filled with fiends injectin'
Morphine, the God seen more CREAM, and
Cousin Reek, almost got hit fourteen
Chill Pah, the God'll be a Star when you home
Light and let you rock my 3G stone
So, see cousin, yo I was workin', I'm jerkin
And uptown these niggas like they hurtin'
Keys twenty-four a
Colombians be on some bullshit, that's why got hit
Stay tuned, word up, I to see you in June
By the way, I seen your bitch, she was up in this room
Skeyed up, weed the up, to top it off
Look beat up, with two crack huggin' your seed up
I took care of that, though, but don't worry it
I got your though

Yo why's my niggas always yellin' broke shit
Let's get Son, now you want to smoke shit
Chill God, yo the Son chill Allah
today's mathematic Son? Knowledge God

Fly like cashmere, last year, my caught bodies in Gravesmere
Hit a store owner Mike Lavonia
Italiano, slanted-eyed them fat Milano
Selling coke right out the
Sometime, a nigga brought to test with minds
peace, buying keys in Greece
Was a rich nigga, picture the without dope figures
Condo with his chick, rockin' the vigor
flicks, tyin up tricks was his main hobby
Teachin his seed, karate
Mixin drinks in clubs, hairy chest with many
Night rollin' with spics
live, he claimed he couldn't die, top rank
Took sixteen in his fist to bank
And his pet piranha, he him marijuana
Smokin' ganja, his weed paisandra
Claimin New York was ancient
Where the sky stayed the of grey, like her-on
I can't front though, loads of indo
to blow slow, his ass is out now, tally-hoe

Yo my niggas always yellin' that broke shit
Let's get money Son, now you to smoke shit
Chill God, yo the Son don't Allah
What's today's mathematic Son? God

Yo why's my always yellin' that broke shit
Let's get money Son, now you want to shit
Chill God, yo the Son chill Allah
What's today's Son? Knowledge God

Yo my niggas always yellin' that broke shit
Let's get Son, now you want to smoke shit
God, yo the Son don't chill Allah
What's today's Son? Knowledge God