Luyện nghe bài hát God Bless

Uh
Definitely gonna be butter, know
gone be butter, know mean?
Uh, on em, uh yeah
the Mo, here we go
I'm in the mood to let the chicken flow
Son, no doubt, god it's
Every of my clique is equipped with steel
Suga', let's, god

Just the type of man that can lace the
Which ya on ya ? or you could raise them proud
I shots off
Put my hands on my and I make it hotter
I got a ya, flavor to bring
Got the championships so savor the ring
boy, raised by my grand momma
Home-bred, I all the drama
I'm like the mystical funk
It's a of the times, guards on a mission

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

mercy!
Nowadays I got them other niggas acting
the sky, energy created by my third child
wit it, get it get it
Feels good to bust shots at the
You crave more of my funk
When my track drop ain't space in ya trunk
for real, but not the group
I'm solo going for dolo in the drop
I melodies while ya gold trees
Step a dip a flip, '96 kis

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Matter fact take it to the

God
God bless ya

God
God ya lover

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

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