Luyện nghe bài hát Cadillac On 22's

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

- repeat 2x]
on 22s
I ain't did in my life but stayed true
Pimp my 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 about all of my songs
I know these kids are
I know I'm for a mission
But so hard to get 'em wit 22 rims all glisten
I these balls are talking
Lord I do right
I tried to fight but these demons they comp at me at
Like my momma, my daddy, my and all my boys
I lost but I guess I still got the whining Roy
My couzins sweet, lay that Jason
Lord I'm for swacking my heart is still impatient
Keep 'em off them drugs, far away thugs
He's still my hero but just a bed or what it was
Yeah smoking get a buzz, but God I ya calling
And wrong wit balling
But my soul is just falling
And the sex and the dead, and the jail
God I'm stacking my mail but will I end up in

Lord hung Andre Jones
Lord they Reynold Johnson
Lord I wanna fight but I'm just so sick of bouncing
Lord I'm of jumping, Lord just please tell me something
My folks still dumping my music, but I feel nothing
My heart is pumping
My heart is steadily
Sometimes I like I'm faking, man
I'm so sick of
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
Sometimes I wish I born in the first place
Maybe this first base, God knocked the ball up out the
So we can come home this right here is feeling so dark
so cold, Lord I'm feeling so old
I if I can take this world right here no more
22 rims on the 'Lac
I guess was yo footprint in the sand carrying us on yo back

(2x)]