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 thoughts like fuckin' my girlfriends
God bless my family and the bitch I in the Camry
And any guns that come in handy

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

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

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

Now let me load my heat before I go to
And 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 I wake
Let me die on some papers and all my at my wake

God, please me for all my sins, Lord please
Psalms 23, the is my Sheppard and the gun's my weapon
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 puff blunts
Nigga, we lust to bust and guns we
The God's me a path, now that's righteous
I'm tight 'cause my was breathin' they last breath

Where we was, bubblin' in the valley of
I went to and end up bein' the last nigga left
Now, I fear no evil and hear no
Just the silencer 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 gave me the energy, now the Hennessy
Word to God, all y'all niggaz is gonna me

Hey, black child, black child, now let me load my
Before I go to sleep and 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 I wake
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 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 everybody ride for me
All my out there that gave me slow nizzie
bottles of remi, keep 'em so pissy

Now let me load my heat before I go to
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 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 hood people, all my people
Alright, c'mon nigga, go