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 thoughts fuckin' my girlfriends
God bless my family and the bitch I bagged in the
And any extra that 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 is created equal
To some crackers, we 'cause we livin' lethal

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

We got no love for the Lord, that's why we pack
When them shots pop, cops, where They at?
Probably somewhere at Donuts
While black child got niggaz on the corner with hands cuffed

Now let me load my heat before I go to
And pray to God, I end up six feet deep
'Cause if I die, I wake, let me die on some 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 forgive me for all my sins, Lord
Psalms 23, the Lord is my Sheppard and the my weapon
Reppin' my sections, they blessed with protection
nothin' on this Earth that my soul should warn

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

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

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

Hey, black child, black child, now let me load my
Before I go to sleep and pray to God, I don't end up six deep
'Cause if I die, before I wake, let me die on some
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 pray
Now let me hit the streets so my could eat
Compton, Oakland, Inglewood, beach
All the in the street got love for me
Hollis, Side, B.K., Q.B.

I give a fuck nigga, I die for I N C
And for everybody that'll ride for me
All my bitches out there that gave me nizzie
bottles 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
'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

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