Luyện nghe bài hát Cadillac On 22's

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

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

God I know we pimp
God I know that we
God I know why she about Moet all of my songs
I know these are listening
I know I'm for a mission
But it's so to get 'em wit 22 rims all glisten
I these balls are talking
Lord I wanna do
I tried to fight but demons they 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 sweet, momma lay that Jason
Lord I'm praying for my heart is still impatient
'em off them drugs, far away from thugs
He's still my but just a shell bed or what it was
Yeah get a buzz, but God I hear ya calling
And shit wrong wit
But my soul is 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 Andre
Lord they hung Reynold
Lord I fight back but I'm just so sick of bouncing
Lord I'm sick of jumping, Lord just please tell me
My folks still my music, bumping but I feel nothing
My is steadily pumping
My heart is steadily
Sometimes I feel I'm faking, man
I'm so sick of
Maybe hell ain't a place for us to burn
Maybe is telling just a place for us to learn
yo love, yo will and grace
Sometimes I wish I wasn't in the first place
Maybe this first base, God knocked the ball up out the
So we can come home this world right here is feeling so
so cold, Lord I'm feeling so old
I dunno if I can take this right here no more
22 inch on the 'Lac
I guess that was yo footprint in the carrying us on yo back

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