Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Let Me Die

Dear God, our POW's home
And bring our on lock down, home, Amen

Geah, a nigga from the back block
On everybody laptop who to slang crack rock
HOV' and this nigga the Chi'
Who hold a like the guy who said the British is comin'

My nigga Kels, oh yeah, the is comin'
Get out your good dishes or somethin' like it's Thanksgiving,
HOV' and none other than the R
And without further adieu, like get ready it's

happen, Lord, don't send me back
And whenever I did wrong it was Your I cried
I heard You forgave and over again
But when I found that out I became to my sins

Lay wide awake in the of my sleep
I see dead people and sometimes it's me,
I wanted to be a Thugfather
I only to be a son of a father

how it sounds, it's sad
Worse than the war in Iraq it's me against I
I gave up the weed and somehow I'm still
Three years, still the weed in my eyes, Lord

I don't know what You want from me
But I do You know what I want from You
it to me c'mon, take away this Hennessey
Take away me runnin' the
Stop from hatin' me
away all of this jealousy and prejudicy

Thought You said, it was a place
I grew up around pimps, hustlers and project gangsters
Hard to believe in what I see
I gotta get this money and my family

guillotine guides my life
Dear Lord, let me die tonight
But if I shall before I wake what I say?
It's been a good run from hoodlum to estates

How could one, make foul mistakes
Still be to have a smile on my face?
Hell, whatever the case, I'm glad it murder
In a town you never hearda from a nickel-plated

Now my straight like a perm
Try to take the I earned, muh'fucker better learn

It's Hov, he's a nigga from the block
On laptop who used to slang crack rock
Kel and nigga from the Chi'
Who hold a note like the guy who said the British is

Hov, oh yeah, the niggaz is
Get out your dishes or somethin' like it's Thanksgiving, niggas
Kel and none than the R
And without further adieu, like Freddie get ready

Hey boy, hear me out, got a few mo' to say
niggaz be chasin' me like everyday
C'mere, no, my life on crutches, say
I'll never again but the Devil is a liar 'cause I believe within

You're the reason that I'm here
Even though I don't act it
Even I hear my calling and fight it
Fools do me so wrong, it's hard to stay
Pimping was a mountain to heaven, I'd it

Believe me, Lord, I You
Got money and fame and it just won't do
Sometimes I like who I am
I look in the mirror, my reflection is Uncle Sam

And every night I have these weird
That a creature's beside me, wake up and can't breathe
I feel it's twenty of me
Goin' twenty different directions on a one-way street,

I got houses, and cars and that
Everything single superstar, I got the music industry sewed
But it still matter when I'm gone and my casket closed, go

Whatever guides my life
Dear Lord, let me die tonight
But if I shall before I wake I'd my fate
I did what I did my heart was in the right

I did so I could live to put food on my
You musta me not to let it end by 3 that day
Well, whatever the case, I'm glad it murder
In a town you hearda from a nickel-plated burner

I guess I'm not with my journey
Please me for my sins
Shit, I'm still to learn, meet Hov

a nigga from the back block
On everybody laptop who used to slang rock
Kel and this nigga from the
Who hold a note like the guy who said the British is

Hov, oh yeah, the is comin'
Get out good dishes or somethin' like it's Thanksgiving, niggas
Kel and none than the R
And without further adieu, like get ready it's

Wrap your arms us God
Let be peace and no more war
And our soldiers home, let us pray

Hey, hey, hey