Luyện nghe bài hát Cadillac On 22's

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

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

God I that we pimp
God I that we wrong
God I know why she about Moet all of my songs
I these kids are listening
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 to fight but these demons they comp at me at night
Like my momma, my daddy, my girl and all my
I lost but I guess I still got the whining Roy
My couzins sweet, momma lay Jason
Lord I'm praying for my heart is still impatient
Keep 'em off them drugs, far away thugs
still my hero but just a shell bed or what it was
Yeah get a buzz, but God I hear ya calling
And shit wit balling
But my soul is just steadily
And the sex and the dead, and the other
God I'm stacking my mail but I end up in hell?

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

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