Luyện nghe bài hát Forgive Me Father

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There's a lot of over here
(Ha ha ha)
Ha ha ha
(Ha ha ha)
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word to Brooklyn
(Yeah)

I'm
I don't know what the fuck is wrong with nigga's man
Maybe 'cause I'm eatin' and bastards fiend for my grub
(Ooh)
I carry like I serve gasoline to these scrubs
Have you seen my Aston leanin' on
(Ooh)
And can't afford chrome so they puttin' vasoline on they hubs
(Ha ha )
I'm lookin' for a girl with a ass Tina to rub
Take home and let her watch the screen in the tub
(Ooh)
These niggas hate I'm movin' so much cash and in the club
(Yeah)
And don't pass my on my bub
(All right)
But I'm a fly nigga don't do much to pull her and dick her
(Aha)
Everyday I'm a tab and pullin' a sticker
(Uhh)
Everyday I'm switchin' the and pullin' up sicker
(Yea)
Every K I'm loadin' the mags with bullets to
(Brrr brrr)
And I ain't homie I'm pullin' it quicker
(Brrr brrr)
So you can act after a few pulls on some liquor
(Uhh)
You gotta pull it on
(Uhh)
And they be goin' nowhere for a while
(Uhh)
They as well pull out a snicker
You give

Forgive me father for I have
But look at all this money that I
And look at all jewelry that I'm in
And look at all the places that I've
And look at all the women in brims
at the blue flames that I'm in
I look at all the that there's been
And if I had chance I'd do it again, nigga

Hey anywhere the kid move you know the be with me
(Yeah)
Pokin' out the shirt a Pamela Lee titty
(Aha)
I on tour bought the samples of D with me
(Yo)
Came back a month later bought a lambo for three
(Ha ha)
Think I throw you if you read with me
'cause you see me on the camera with P Diddy
(Uh uh)
(Haa haa)
Dammit we p driddy now I got G me
(Ha ha)
(Yo)
Along with the leg that I be rammin' in these bitties
I keep the revolver you my gun'll jam
(You my gun'll jam)
But with the it's gonna blame
There put freckles on your face like O P Cunningham
That's why I'm watched by the and scoped by Uncle Sam
(Yeah)
Dope and hun'ed grams rope and hun'ed
(Yeah)
(Uh)
At the same time our artist get to summer jam
(Uhh)
Hope you understand or use sense
(Uh)
These nigga's dont want no they want lawsuit settlements nigga
(Uh uh uh)

me father for I have sinned
But at all this money that I spend
And look at all jewelry that I'm in
And look at all the places I've been
And at all the women in those brims
at the blue flames that I'm in
I at all the bullshit that there's been
And if I had another I'd do it again, nigga

I'm in a waggy em passin' by ya
(Yeah)
a baby girl who suck harder than Maggie on a pacifier
(Oh)
What I'm smokin'll have you Aggie as your last
(Oh yeah)
When you can smell it the bag you know that's some fire
(Yeah)
stressed by these hotties is regular
(Aha)
I got a magazine to press to your like editor's
(Aha)
Test me somebody I'm ya
(C'mon)
I got the gatlin' gun Jesse the body in predator
(C'mon)
(Yeah)
I'm a hustler I don't no rocks to the fiends now
(Aha)
I got dudes who sit on like a boxer between rounds
(Aha)
Any other dude who dish rocks want
(What)
'Cause I chop jobs bigger than Chris front teef
(Haa)
I'm the nigga tearin' the up in your miss
(Yeah)
In exchange for a cup of the Cris
(Ha ha)
And you at probation fillin' a small cup full of piss
(Aha aha)
I'm in a coupe with a roof that ball up like a
(Catch up)

Forgive me father for I have
But look at all this money I spend
And look at all this that I'm in
And at all the places that I've been
And at all the women in those brims
at the blue flames that I'm in
I look at all the bullshit that been
And if I had chance I'd do it again, nigga

Thats right I'll do it nigga
(Uuh, yeah)
I'm a mother ghetto superstar nigga
(Uuh uhh uh)
Desert storm, street family, we

(Uuh uh)
Young G's,
(Uu uh)
(Yeah)
Get this fuckin' man
It's a lot of fuckin' over here
(Yeah)
I don't what the fuck you doin'
(Uuh, uuh, yeah)