Luyện nghe bài hát Cadillac On 22's

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

[Chorus - 2x]
on 22s
I did nothing in my life but stayed true
my voice and mack these beats and
Pray to the for these Mississippi streets, hey!

God I know we pimp
God I know that we
God I know why she talk Moet all of my songs
I know these are listening
I I'm here for a mission
But it's so to get 'em wit 22 rims all glisten
I know balls are talking
I wanna do right
I tried to fight but these demons comp at me at night
Like my momma, my daddy, my and all my boys
I lost Rachelle but I guess I still got the Roy
My couzins sweet, lay that Jason
Lord I'm praying for swacking my heart is impatient
'em off them drugs, far away from thugs
He's still my hero but just a bed or what it was
smoking get a buzz, but God I hear ya calling
And wrong wit balling
But my soul is steadily falling
And the sex and the dead, and the jail
God I'm stacking my mail but I end up in hell?

Lord they hung Andre
Lord hung Reynold Johnson
Lord I wanna fight back but I'm so sick of bouncing
Lord I'm sick of jumping, Lord just please tell me
My folks still dumping my music, bumping but I feel
My heart is steadily
My heart is breaking
I feel like I'm faking, man
I'm so sick of
Maybe ain't a place meant for us to burn
Maybe Earth is telling just a for us to learn
Bout yo love, yo and grace
Sometimes I wish I wasn't born in the first
this first base, God knocked the ball up out the park
So we can home this world right here is feeling so dark
Feeling so cold, I'm feeling so old
I dunno if I can take this 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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