Luyện nghe bài hát Best Friend

Ain't never been of the church type
But I believe in the last
I walk through Hell almost night
But I believe a pathway
Say boy, what you doin' with your
With tattoos on your face?
Say boy, you that you'll pay the price
Well, I guess I'll see I head that way

To the Father, Son and Spirit
I You nearest
My best friend, friend
Let the trumpets blow Your appearance
I can almost it
My friend, best friend
When you wish me Hell upon my soul and
Behold these
I got a friend, best friend
Yeah, I got a best friend, friend, yeah

I don't know much about Bibles
But I grew up in the Belt
I put my for a woman on idle
Because I got beat with my belt
But I learned my mistakes
Try hard to respect people for what believing in
But if you spit on my grave
And wish me then I wish you well
I'mma send you up to my best friend

To the Father, Son and Spirit
I You nearest
My friend, best friend
Let the trumpets blow with Your
I can almost it
My best friend, friend
When you wish me Hell my soul and spirit
Behold these
I got a friend, best friend
Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend,

God, please could you arm me with the
To calm me when there's drama like
Could have gone the way many times
Could turned Dalai with the lama
But I squashed my beefs and seem to be looking decent
Recently, but don't jinx it, it's like Eastwood
Looking for though, maybe not finna enter
The priesthood, but at should
Make an attempt to show some
And to be sort of a repenter
For the people I've been a to
Not a preacher, but a shit starter and
Into the mind of a thick skin, but a short
This of mine is thinner
twine is when I
Get attacked so I might say something that might offend you
So if you don't when I rap or
I have to say on the mic then you
Might act just like quarterbacks
And a fuckin' hike when I snap 'cause I'm a sinner
(I got a friend, best friend)
Plus and intestines
And they never yes men
They gon' tell me I'm fuckin' up
The I'm ever giving it less than
I'm about to and I can feel it coming
failure's something I can barely stomach
And I listen to my gut
So unless you're my belly button
Don't tell me
You ain't my (best friend, friend)
Who you think I'm talking
Lifts me up I'm down and out
Still look to him a doubt
Still got a (best friend, best friend) it out
there's never been a louder mouth
Should have never allowed a mouth
Now that I got a higher now when I blackout, power outage
They powerless, but they crowd
They tend to flock shepherds, the black sheep
But I be the worst thing that motherfuckers ever heard
When I'm out
You be D-O-A, announce
But you dead when they sound it out
So for a rival
Your arch enemy surrounds you now all around you
Not the doctors at the hospital
Are gonna shiggy-shock you to life
It's in-piggy-possible to you
That's word to the doc
Stiggy-stopping is not an
I'm not gonna do
I'm the Pop of hip-hop when I walk in the booth
Dawg, I'm the like Biggie rockin' with 2Pac in the suit
Talking to dropping a deuce
Fill up a syllable clip like a script
and I shoot
Who you think's my glock that I
That I pull from to get my up against these haters
And be waiting at the gate when you get sprayed up
you hoes straight up to deal with my (best friend)

To the Father, Son and Spirit
I hold You
My best friend, best
Let the trumpets blow with appearance
I can hear it
My best friend, friend
When you wish me Hell upon my soul and
Behold lyrics
I got a best friend, best
Yeah, I got a friend, best friend, yeah