Luyện nghe bài hát Forgive Me Father

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Uh uh
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There's a lot of money here
(Ha ha ha)
Ha ha ha
(Ha ha ha)
Uuh
Uuh uuh uuh
That's to Brooklyn
(Yeah)

I'm
I don't know what the is wrong with these nigga's man
Maybe 'cause I'm eatin' and these bastards fiend for my
(Ooh)
I carry like I serve gasoline to these scrubs
Have you seen my Aston on dubs
(Ooh)
And they can't chrome so they puttin' vasoline on they hubs
(Ha ha )
I'm for a girl with a ass like Tina to rub
home and let her watch the plasma screen in the tub
(Ooh)
These niggas I'm movin' so much cash and cream in the club
(Yeah)
And pass my green 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 poppin' a tab and a sticker
(Uhh)
Everyday I'm switchin' the tags and up sicker
(Yea)
Every K I'm loadin' the mags bullets to flicker
(Brrr brrr)
And I ain't hesitatin' I'm pullin' it quicker
(Brrr brrr)
So you can act tough a few pulls on some liquor
(Uhh)
You gotta it on nigga's
(Uhh)
And they won't be nowhere for a while
(Uhh)
They might as well out a snicker
You could

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

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

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

I'm in a waggy with em by ya
(Yeah)
With a baby girl who harder than Maggie on a pacifier
(Oh)
What I'm have you Aggie as your last supplier
(Oh yeah)
When you can it through the bag you know that's some fire
(Yeah)
Gettin' stressed by these hotties is
(Aha)
I got a magazine to to your body like editor's
(Aha)
Test me I'm beggin' ya
(C'mon)
I got the gatlin' gun Jesse the body in predator
(C'mon)
(Yeah)
I'm a hustler I don't sling no rocks to the now
(Aha)
I got dudes who sit on corners like a boxer between
(Aha)
Any other dude who dish rocks beef
(What)
'Cause I chop jobs bigger Chris rock 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 while you at probation fillin' a cup full of piss
(Aha aha)
I'm in a coupe with a that ball up like a fist
(Catch up)

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

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

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