Luyện nghe bài hát God Mode

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Oi, you a lad who would chat, lad, yap yap for a lap dance
You a snitch with ya backpack, that is what I call a ratbag
Yeah, boy, was a rap fan, but the here they be trash as
Saw THC up in a graf mag, that's a motherfucking
Honestly, kick ya sons nuts, you won't ever be granddad
I'll break ya fucking spine, yo, that's the definition of Snapback
Working, I'm not busy, this attitude, yo, I get off 50
You wanna get it on with me, you be Kobe's last game and you'll never drop sixty
You ain't dropping
Like a eunuch, homie, no this
Whether battling or a song I did they keep yapping it they wanna bit
Yo, they need to that I'm adamant, it ain't arrogance, yo, it's confidence
I'm a nice bloke, ain't it But in god mode, I'm on top a this
But at my shows I sell tix and ain't talking where Boston is
(Goddamn) You dunno what the is, and I ain't talking 'bout 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 for your problem, I dodge 'em, you can get ya mug shot tryna rob the kid
back down, ain't the type to go chat now
If someone's their lights off all I say is I blacked out
They mustn't know who me or the circles that I rapped 'round
Those dudes who raised me you should see the circles I wrapped round
These past been a big blur, in poor form, but I'm back now
My arm says keep evolving and I'm upping the the way I rap, now
See the whole game gonna back out, when I stood up, homie, yo, they sat
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 hearing though, "3.6., is it to get a photo?"
Of course it is, you don't need to ask, but listen up because I'm so
Said three-one-three-six, that's my old postcode if you know
Went from hanging out at (Hanging out at Eastland)
To a massive house on the beach end (To a house on the beach end)
I bragging 'bout my achievements, I'm saying anybody can achieve 'em
If you got a passion you believe in, if you wanna have it you can it
dream big (Get to it) Yo, it's obvious I been to hell and back
I'ma show the world where Melbourne at, this is my city, I'ma tell 'em
(Where the album at?) Don't tell 'em that, they're "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, here 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 fellas sad, like a I can tell you that
I can tell you're mad 'cause I'm with a girl is hella bad and you jealous as
She make money than me, she make more money than me, yeah, she a boss bitch
Even on holiday she was a machine, there ain't no off switch
You a germ, man that they gassing up, but no
Get 'em jumping 'round goth in mosh pits at them rock gigs
Never mind, yo, I got this, 60 never robbed, bitch
'Cause growing up in that Ringwood, boy, learned to hide my money where my is
get it, yo, you're not this, from the country of the convicts
I was living gritty, hitting skiddies, but this little city's where my squad is (Squad)
Dropped hits and then got rich, 'em up with that bomb shit (Boom)
Understand when that bomb hits be breathing it in like that bong rip
If it's not 6 in your top pick then topic getting top split
Yeah, it's your opinion, but it's wrong, bitch, this is god