Luyện nghe bài hát God Mode

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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

Oi, you a lad who would chat, lad, yap yap for a lap dance
You a snitch though with ya backpack, that is what I call a
Yeah, boy, was a rap fan, but the rappers here they be as
Saw THC up in a mag, that's a motherfucking hashtag
Honestly, I'll ya sons nuts, you won't ever be granddad
Then I'll break ya fucking spine, yo, the definition of Snapback
Working, I'm never not busy, attitude, yo, I get off 50
You wanna get it on with me, you could be Kobe's last game and you'll never sixty
You dropping this
a eunuch, homie, no topping this
Whether battling or a song I did they yapping it like they wanna bit
Yo, they need to know that I'm adamant, it arrogance, yo, it's confidence
I'm a nice bloke, ain't it obvious? But in god mode, I'm on top a
But at my shows I tix and ain't talking 'bout where Boston is
(Goddamn) You dunno what the roster is, and I ain't talking a gab, but I got a gift
And getting off the piss and off the piff and off the sniff made me wanna off a cliff
Say no when I'm offered pip, better ever whenever off the shit
I don't care for problem, I dodge 'em, you can get ya mug shot tryna rob the kid
Won't back down, the type to go chat now
If someone's turning their off all I say is I blacked out
They mustn't know who raised me or the that I rapped 'round
Those same dudes who raised me you should see the circles I wrapped
past years been a big blur, in poor form, but I'm back now
My arm says keep and I'm upping the level the way I rap, now
See the whole game gonna back out, when I stood up, homie, yo, sat down
Every single thing I wanna happen, yo, it's gonna happen 'cause it's mapped out
Couldn't with a crown on so I got it sitting in my lap now
If you wanna do it we can get it, but I guarantee you're gonna tap out
In a they say 3 won, that's the way that all the votes go
All I'm though, "3.6., is it cool to get a photo?"
Of it is, you don't need to ask, but listen up because I'm so close
Said three-one-three-six, that's my old postcode if you don't
from hanging out at Eastland (Hanging out at Eastland)
To a massive house on the end (To a massive house on the beach end)
I ain't bragging 'bout my achievements, I'm saying anybody can 'em
If you got a passion you believe in, if you have it you can reach it
dream big (Get to it) Yo, it's obvious I been to hell and back
I'ma show the world where at, this is my city, I'ma tell 'em that
(Where the album at?) Don't tell 'em that, like "Why's this not a album track?"
All the best shit I have it back, but doesn't matter, I got hella raps
No swagger jacking, they just yell on tracks, everybody can tell I'm back
I'm on top you dropped off, now you in the middle like where Malcolm at
I can see I'm making sad, like a telepath I can tell you that
I can tell you're mad 'cause I'm with a girl that is hella bad and you as
She make more money than me, she make money than me, yeah, she a boss bitch
Even on holiday she was a money machine, ain't no off switch
You a germ, man that they up, but no Auschwitz
Get 'em jumping 'round goth chicks in mosh pits at them rock
Never mind, yo, I got this, 60 been robbed, bitch
'Cause up in that Ringwood, boy, learned to hide my money where my sock is
Better get it, yo, you're not this, from the country of the
I was living gritty, hitting skiddies, but this mini little city's where my is (Squad)
Dropped hits and then got rich, hitting 'em up with that shit (Boom)
Understand when that bomb hits you'll be breathing it in like that rip
If it's not 6 in your top then that topic getting top split
Yeah, your opinion, but it's wrong, bitch, this is god shit