Luyện nghe bài hát Cadillac On 22's Part 2

It's gon' be though (ohh)
This 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 these beats and
Pray to the for these Mississippi streets, hey!

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

I know these kids are
I know I'm here for a
But it's so hard to get 'em wit 22 all glisten
I these balls are talking
I wanna do right
I tried to fight but these
they at me at night
Like my momma, my daddy, my girl and all my
I Rachelle but I guess I still got the whining Roy
My couzins sweet, momma lay that
Lord I'm for swacking my
is still impatient
Keep 'em off drugs, far away from 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 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 fight back but I'm
just so of bouncing
Lord I'm sick of jumping, Lord
please tell me
My still dumping my music,
bumping but I feel
My heart is pumping
My heart is breaking
Sometimes I feel I'm faking, man
I'm so sick of
Maybe hell ain't a meant for us to burn
Maybe Earth is telling just a place for us to
yo love, yo will and grace
Sometimes I wish I born in the first place
this first base, God knocked
the up out the park
So we can come home world right
is feeling so dark
Feeling so cold, Lord I'm so old
I dunno if I can this world right here no more
22 inch rims on the
I guess was yo footprint in the
sand us on yo back

(2x)]