Luyện nghe bài hát Dark Side

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

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

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

And anythin' we gots to get, to get got nigga
Even if somebody, gots to get nigga
Why not? A lot of thugs 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 pop, bitch cops, where They at?
somewhere at Dunkin' Donuts
While black child got niggaz on the corner with they hands

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, 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 papers and all my bitches at my

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

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

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

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

Shit, if I die Lord, have mercy, niggaz pray
Now let me hit the so my kids could eat
Compton, Oakland, Inglewood, beach
All the in the street got love 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 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 don't end up six deep
'Cause if I die, before I wake, let me die on some
And all my at my wake, I said, if I die before I wake
Let me die on some papers and all my at my wake

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