Luyện nghe bài hát Dark Side

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

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

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

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

We got no love for the Lord, why we pack gats
When them shots pop, bitch cops, They at?
Probably somewhere at Donuts
While black child got niggaz on the corner with they cuffed

Now let me my heat 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 niggaz at my wake, I said, if I die I wake
Let me die on papers and all my bitches at my wake

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

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

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

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

Hey, child, black child, now let me load my heat
Before I go to and pray to God, I don't end up six feet deep
'Cause if I die, before I wake, let me die on papers
And all my niggaz at my wake, I said, if I die before I
Let me die on some papers and all my at my wake

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

I give a fuck nigga, I die for I N C
And ride for that'll ride for me
All my bitches out there gave me slow nizzie
Make bottles of remi, 'em so pissy

Now let me load my 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 niggaz at my wake, I said, if I die before I
Let me die on some and all my bitches at my wake

Word to god, bless all my people, all my good people
Alright, c'mon nigga, go