Luyện nghe bài hát Cadillac On 22's

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

- repeat 2x]
on 22s
I ain't did in my life but stayed true
Pimp my voice and mack these and
Pray to the Lord for Mississippi streets, hey!

God I know that we
God I know we wrong
God I know why she about Moet 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 these balls are talking
I wanna do right
I tried to but these demons they comp at me at night
Like my momma, my daddy, my girl and all my
I lost Rachelle but I guess I got the whining Roy
My couzins sweet, momma lay Jason
I'm praying for swacking my heart is still impatient
Keep 'em off them drugs, far from thugs
He's still my 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 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 hung Andre Jones
Lord they hung Reynold
Lord I wanna fight but I'm just so sick of bouncing
Lord I'm sick of jumping, Lord just please me something
My folks still dumping my music, but I feel nothing
My heart is steadily
My heart is steadily
I feel like I'm faking, man
I'm so of taking
Maybe hell ain't a meant for us to burn
Maybe is telling just a place for us to learn
Bout yo love, yo and grace
I wish I wasn't born in the first place
Maybe this first base, God knocked the up out the park
So we can come home this world right here is feeling so
Feeling so cold, I'm feeling so old
I dunno if I can take this world right no more
22 rims on the 'Lac
I that was yo footprint in the sand carrying us on yo back

(2x)]