Luyện nghe bài hát Georgia Plains (Holy Grounds)

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

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

My was the streets, kinda came natural to me
So I'm fishin', trouble
I'm dishin' out some shots from the gun
Got me trapped in this under this moon and sun

Shit ain't fun or funny, fuck a smile, it's 'bout money
I'm tryin' to take better care of my this quarter
Doctor say drink more but Bacardi got you bent in this bitch
Life sometimes is like steppin' in some fuckin' shit

Seven years of tears in the
Made me one of the smallest predictors on Georgia plain
In the fields, in the hills, never no cotton
It's the nigga wit that golden

I'm seein' more planes in the sky at
Look UFO's, think they transportin' dem kilo's
The drug cartel has swelled out of
On the corner we indorsin'

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

right, from East Point to Southwest
Southwest to East Point, know what it is
on in

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

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

Most haters, imitators, think they Cool Breeze
Ain't jack but a rat on my Point cheese
I know it irritates yo' ears, how I chop trees?
You nothin' but a 'round these EPV's

All my enemies who don't know what they in
If the doctor came through once, he'll come through
And when look and he ask me where is
didn't believe in your return so they ran for the hills

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