Luyện nghe bài hát Georgia Plains (Holy Grounds)

This is I want you to do, right?
Take your off
ground is holy, I understand that

Give me Lord, Lord
Give me strength, me strength
me strength Lord

My choice was the streets, kinda came to me
So I'm fishin', trouble
I'm dishin' out some from the doctor's gun
Got me trapped in this world under this and sun

Shit fun or funny, fuck a smile, it's 'bout collectin' money
I'm tryin' to take better care of my body quarter
Doctor say drink more water but Bacardi got you bent in bitch
Life sometimes is steppin' in some fuckin' house shit

years of tears in the game
Made me one of the smallest on this Georgia plain
In the fields, in the hills, never picked no
the nigga wit that golden trigga

I'm more planes in the sky at night
Look like UFO's, think they dem kilo's
The drug has swelled out of proportion
On the corner everyday we

The street is my life, scratchin' to stay on top
I'm it for my block, Atlanta
You betta have some in yo' veins
You betta learn southern slang

That's right, from East to Southwest
Southwest to Point, y'all know what it is
on in

I'm hearin' rumors about what yo' clique do
I stepped up like it was and confronted his crew
I said, "Now which one of suppose to take me to school?"
If you see a lame nigga, nigga take his

I'm from East Point, Atlanta, we fight by rules
You don't know Cool Breeze or Freddy Calhoun
In this place, the dirty south, we'll hit ya for a
Sell you dreams, things and it be a box of bricks

Most haters, imitators, they know Cool Breeze
Ain't jack but a rat on my East cheese
I know it irritates yo' ears, how I chop these
You nothin' but a lame 'round these

All my enemies who know what they jumped in
If the came through once, he'll come through again
And when look and he ask me everybody is
They believe in your return so they ran for the hills

And I got that same pain in my chest
My prescription stress, no cess and wear a Teflon
And niggas still try and test
Don't even know me or these Georgia
Boy grounds are holy