Luyện nghe bài hát Cadillac On 22's Part 2

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

[Chorus - 2x]
on 22s
I ain't did nothing in my but stayed true
my voice and mack these beats and
Pray to the Lord for these streets, hey!

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

I know kids are listening
I know I'm here for a
But so hard to get 'em wit 22 rims all glisten
I these balls are talking
I wanna do right
I tried to fight but 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, momma lay that
Lord I'm for swacking my
is still impatient
Keep 'em off them drugs, far away from
He's still my hero but just a shell bed or it was
Yeah smoking get a buzz, but God I hear ya
And wrong wit balling
But my is just stelly [steadily] balling
And the sex and the dead, and the other
God I'm my mail but will I end up in hell?

Lord hum Andre Jones
they hum Reynold Johnson
Lord I wanna back but I'm
so sick of bouncing
Lord I'm sick of jumping, just
please me something
My still dumping my music,
but I feel nothing
My is stelly pumping
My is stelly breaking
Sometimes I feel I'm faking, man
I'm so sick of
Maybe hell a place meant for us to burn
Maybe Earth is telling a place for us to learn
yo love, yo will and grace
Sometimes I I wasn't born in the first place
Maybe first base, God knocked
the ball up out the
So we can come home this right
here is so dark
Feeling so cold, Lord I'm so old
I dunno if I can take this world right no more
22 rims on the 'Lac
I guess that was yo in the
sand carrying us on yo

(2x)]