Luyện nghe bài hát Forgive Me Father

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

I'm
I don't what the fuck is wrong with these nigga's man
Maybe 'cause I'm and these bastards fiend for my grub
(Ooh)
I carry pumps I serve gasoline to these scrubs
you seen my Aston leanin' on dubs
(Ooh)
And they can't afford chrome so they puttin' vasoline on 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 hate I'm movin' so much cash and in the club
(Yeah)
And pass my green on my bub
(All right)
But I'm a fly nigga that 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 pullin' up
(Yea)
Every K I'm loadin' the with bullets to flicker
(Brrr brrr)
And I hesitatin' 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 won't be goin' for a while
(Uhh)
They as well pull out a snicker
You could

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

Hey anywhere the kid you know the Hammers'll be with me
(Yeah)
Pokin' out the shirt a Pamela Lee titty
(Aha)
I went on tour bought the of D with me
(Yo)
Came back a month bought a lambo for three fifty
(Ha ha)
Think I throw you grams if you with me
Just 'cause you see me on the with P Diddy
(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 you hope my gun'll jam
(You my gun'll jam)
But with the soap 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 time our artist get to open summer jam
(Uhh)
Hope you or use better sense
(Uh)
These nigga's dont no beef they want lawsuit settlements nigga
(Uh uh uh)

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

I'm in a waggy em passin' 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 smell it through the bag you know that's some
(Yeah)
Gettin' by these hotties is regular
(Aha)
I got a magazine to press to your like editor's
(Aha)
Test me I'm beggin' ya
(C'mon)
I got the gatlin' gun like Jesse the body in
(C'mon)
(Yeah)
I'm a hustler I don't sling no rocks to the now
(Aha)
I got dudes who sit on corners a boxer between rounds
(Aha)
Any other dude who rocks want beef
(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 while you at probation fillin' a small cup full of
(Aha aha)
I'm in a coupe with a roof that ball up a fist
(Catch up)

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

Thats right I'll do it again
(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 this fuckin' man
It's a lot of fuckin' money here
(Yeah)
I know what the fuck you doin'
(Uuh, uuh, yeah)