Luyện nghe bài hát God Bless

Uh
Definitely gonna be butter, know
It's gone be butter, 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
Every of my clique is equipped with steel
Suga', let's, god

Just the of man that can lace the crowd
Which ya hands on ya ? or you could raise them
I bust off
Put my on my shorty and I make it hotter
I got a lock ya, to bring
Got the championships so I'ma savor the
Church boy, raised by my grand
Home-bred, I dead all the
I'm like the mystical technician
a sign of the times, guards on a mission

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

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

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Matter take it to the bridge

God
God bless ya

God
God bless ya

Honey off my Nautica sleeves
With them Gortex boots, compliment all the cheese
hate me cos I'm raw
(I thought you off kid!) You said that sh*t before
But you see miracles when you're
Off LL shit, chickens get hysterical
Cause I, form like
Let's get it on and ya chime bomb
it off
I like your but it's a slight bit soft
Son, the LL rule, huh
I it up and lay it down mad cool
It'll cost you a (What?)
For me to make it hot, heat it up and keep it

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