Luyện nghe bài hát God Bless

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

Just the type of man can lace the crowd
Which ya hands on ya ? or you could raise proud
I shots off
Put my hands on my shorty and I make it
I got a lock ya, to bring
Got the championships so I'ma the ring
Church boy, by my grand momma
Home-bred, I dead all the
I'm like the mystical funk
It's a 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 ya lover, god bless you

mercy!
Nowadays I got them niggas 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
my track drop ain't 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
Step a dip a flip, '96 kis

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Matter take it to the bridge

God
God bless ya

God
God bless ya

Honey dipping off my Nautica
With Gortex boots, that 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 some LL shit, chickens get
Cause I, like Voltron
Let's get it on and ya chime 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 down mad
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
Nahmean? Lil Chris in the
Ol Moms, Big E and the fam
Yo son, next?