Luyện nghe bài hát Dark Side

Ghetto gospel, all thugs pray, hear me Lord, yo

If niggaz is wrong, God forgive me for my sins
And all my evil like fuckin' my girlfriends
God bless my family and the bitch I bagged in the
And any guns that come in handy

Not to play but pray for things corrupt
But the Lord knows this world is all up
In God's eyes, every nigga is created
To some crackers, we evil 'cause we lethal

And anythin' we gots to get, gots to get got
Even if somebody, gots to get nigga
Why not? A whole lot of thugs on my block
And I see the killer's still free, so cops

We got no love for the Lord, that's why we gats
When them shots pop, bitch cops, where at?
Probably at Dunkin' Donuts
While black child got niggaz on the with they hands cuffed

Now let me load my before I go to sleep
And pray to God, I end up six feet deep
'Cause if I die, before I wake, let me die on papers
And all my at my wake, I said, if I die before I wake
Let me die on some and all my bitches at my wake

God, please forgive me for all my sins, please
Psalms 23, the Lord is my Sheppard and the gun's my
Reppin' my upper sections, they blessed with
It's nothin' on this Earth that my soul should

Copped a house, a big Benz, all my friends blunts
Nigga, we lust to bust and guns we
The God's copped me a path, now that's
I'm tight 'cause my peeps was breathin' they breath

we was, bubblin' in the valley of death
I to jail and end up bein' the last nigga left
Now, I fear no and hear no evil
threw the silencer on my Desert Eagle

Nigga to free my people, I'm for the enemy
And thugs who won't pull out and put up in me
Lord me the energy, now pass the Hennessy
Word to God, all y'all is gonna remember me

Hey, child, black child, now let me load my heat
Before I go to sleep and pray to God, I end up six feet deep
if I die, before I wake, let me die on some papers
And all my at my wake, I said, if I die before I wake
Let me die on some papers and all my bitches at my

Shit, if I die Lord, have mercy, street pray
Now let me hit the so my kids could eat
Compton, Oakland, Inglewood, beach
All the thugs in the street got for me
Hollis, Side, B.K., Q.B.

I don't give a nigga, I die for I N C
And ride for that'll ride for me
All my bitches out that gave me slow nizzie
Make of remi, keep 'em so pissy

Now let me my heat before I go to sleep
And pray to God, I don't end up six feet
if I die, before I wake, let me die on some papers
And all my at my wake, I said, if I die before I wake
Let me die on some and all my bitches at my wake

Word to god, bless all my hood people, all my people
Alright, nigga, let's go