Luyện nghe bài hát Blown Away

Like the
(Like the wind)
God will
(God take)

All my
(All of my sins)
away
(Will be away)
Like the wind, like the blow
(Yes)

Yea, uh, 80 school street to way across town
Cats knew how I got down 'cause got around
I was that robbery kid with no gun and no
Catch a nigga out the slippin', that's yo ass

Didn't laugh much 'cause I didn't have
Life was a stick, half gas, half clutch
Meaning half good and bad
It was if I caught a good vic, if I didn't, I was bad

Took it out on my regulars, I come
And if was broke, I took watches and sneakers
Went to jail a few times but didn't stop me
All it me was, how not to be sloppy

An cat robbed me when I was like ten
If anybody wanted to help, they should've did it
But they and all it did was release the beast
So I'ma feast on whatever I come in the streets

Like the
(Like the wind)
God will
(God take)

All my
(All of my sins)
away
(Will be away)

Like the
(Like the wind)
the wind, blown
(Like the wind)

I had a "S" on my chest, fuck the
Did robberies with some and robbed the rest
Other times, I came through with me and my dog
We'd out the whole fuckin' block 'cause we went hard

I bag niggaz I knew and some niggaz I didn't
I ain't a fuck either way, it was no
I'm a cruddy out to get money
And a couple of slugs is the only thing anybody took me

Run up on a cat like, put it in his left ear
Give up the money, the or get left here
Keep thinking it's a game and play, get popped
See how much fun you having, your heart be stopped

'em down, open up shop, blow off a nigga top
Somebody the cops, but it's too late
I'm a hit you in the face
And what kill you will be somethin' that you ate

the wind
(Like the wind)
God take
(God take)

All my
(All of my sins)
Blown
(Will be away)

Like the
(Like the wind)
the wind, blown
(Like the wind)

If pain is love, why my pain with drugs?
off haze and sell attics coke for days
Same clothes, no to shave
And I still got a gun on my hip for your grave

We used to get robbery
Until my man got killed for his whip on robbery shit
Then I switched to the weed and started crack
But I will pull a and put a shell up in ya back

I feel like all my life, I was up in a trap
Like if I go to heaven, maybe will want me back
But all I really want is
And a model bitch sitting a head up in my lap

But since no doe, spin
And my hole got hole within, I got to fold 'em in
obvious, I live in a house of sin
I wish I could open up the doors and let 'em at the wind

Like the wind God will
All my sins, away
Like the wind, the wind blown
Like the wind, the wind, like the wind blown