Luyện nghe bài hát God Bless

Uh
Definitely be butter, know mean?
It's gone be butter, 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 of man that 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, raised by my momma
Home-bred, I dead all the
I'm like the mystical funk
It's a sign of the times, guards on a

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

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

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Matter fact it to the bridge

God
God bless ya

God
God bless ya

Honey dipping off my Nautica
With them Gortex boots, that all the cheese
hate me cos I'm raw
(I thought you off kid!) You said that sh*t before
But you see when you're lyrical
Off some LL shit, chickens get
Cause I, form Voltron
Let's get it on and take ya chime
it off
I like your style but it's a slight bit
Son, the LL rule, huh
I pick it up and lay it down mad
cost you a fortune (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 in the house
Ol Moms, Big E and the fam
Yo son, who's