Luyện nghe bài hát Blown Away

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

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

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

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

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

An older cat robbed me when I was ten
If anybody wanted to help, should've did it then
But they didn't and all it did was release the
So I'ma feast on I come across in the streets

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

If pain is love, why hide my pain with
Choke off haze and sell attics coke for
Same clothes, no soap to
And I got a gun on my hip for your open grave

We to get robbery vics
Until my man got for his whip on some robbery shit
Then I to the weed and started sellin' crack
But I will a steel and put a shell up in ya back

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

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

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