Luyện nghe bài hát Cadillac On 22's Part 2

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

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

God I that we pimp
God I know that we
God I know why she talk about Moet all of my

I know these kids are
I I'm here for a mission
But so hard to get 'em wit 22 rims all glisten
I these balls are talking
Lord I do right
I to fight but these demons
they comp at me at
Like my momma, my daddy, my and all my boys
I lost Rachelle but I guess I still got the Roy
My couzins sweet, momma lay that
Lord I'm praying for my
heart is still
Keep 'em off 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 wrong wit balling
But my is just stelly [steadily] balling
And the sex and the dead, and the jail
God I'm stacking my mail but will I end up in

Lord hum Andre Jones
they hum Reynold Johnson
Lord I wanna back but I'm
just so of bouncing
I'm sick of jumping, Lord just
please tell me
My folks dumping my music,
bumping but I feel
My heart is pumping
My is stelly breaking
Sometimes I 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
yo love, yo will and grace
Sometimes I wish I wasn't born in the first
this first base, God knocked
the ball up out the
So we can come home this world
is feeling so dark
Feeling so cold, Lord I'm so old
I dunno if I can this world right here no more
22 rims on the 'Lac
I guess was yo footprint in the
carrying us on yo back

(2x)]