Luyện nghe bài hát Cadillac On 22's

It's gon' be though (ohh)
This for you, yeah!
on 22s...
Pimp my and mack these beats..
Pray to the to the for these Mississippi streets

[Chorus - 2x]
on 22s
I ain't did nothing in my but stayed true
Pimp my and mack these beats and
to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey!

God I know that we
God I that we wrong
God I know why she talk about all of my songs
I know these kids are
I know I'm for a mission
But it's so hard to get 'em wit 22 all glisten
I know these are talking
Lord I do right
I tried to fight but these demons comp at me at night
my momma, my daddy, my girl and all my boys
I lost Rachelle but I guess I still got the Roy
My couzins sweet, momma lay Jason
Lord I'm for swacking my heart is still impatient
Keep 'em off drugs, far away from thugs
still my hero but just a shell bed or what it was
Yeah smoking get a buzz, but God I ya calling
And shit wrong wit
But my is just steadily falling
And the sex and the dead, and the jail
God I'm my mail but will I end up in hell?

Lord they hung Jones
Lord they hung Johnson
Lord I wanna fight back but I'm just so of bouncing
Lord I'm sick of jumping, Lord please tell me something
My folks still dumping my music, bumping but I nothing
My heart is pumping
My heart is breaking
Sometimes I feel I'm faking, man
I'm so sick of
Maybe hell ain't a place for us to burn
Earth is telling just a place for us to learn
Bout yo love, yo and grace
Sometimes I wish I wasn't born in the first
Maybe this first base, God knocked the up out the park
So we can come home this world right here is so dark
Feeling so cold, I'm feeling so old
I dunno if I can take world right here no more
22 inch rims on the
I guess that was yo in the sand carrying us on yo back

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