Luyện nghe bài hát Dark Side

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

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

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

And anythin' we gots to get, to get got nigga
Even if somebody, gots to get shot
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 pack
them shots pop, bitch cops, where They at?
Probably somewhere at Dunkin'
While black got niggaz on the corner with they hands cuffed

Now let me my heat 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 papers
And all my niggaz at my wake, I said, if I die 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 is my Sheppard and the gun's my weapon
Reppin' my upper sections, they with protection
It's nothin' on this Earth my soul should warn

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

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

Nigga to free my people, I'm prepared for the
And thugs who pull out and put slugs up in me
Lord me the energy, now pass the Hennessy
Word to God, all y'all niggaz is remember me

Hey, black child, child, now let me load 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 before I
Let me die on some and all my bitches at my wake

Shit, if I die Lord, have mercy, niggaz pray
Now let me hit the streets so my could eat
Compton, Oakland, Inglewood, long
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 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 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 I wake
Let me die on some and all my bitches at my wake

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