Luyện nghe bài hát Georgia Plains (Holy Grounds)

This is what I want you to do,
your shoes off
Goddamn is holy, I understand that

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

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

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

Seven years of in the game
me one of the smallest predictors on this Georgia plain
In the fields, in the hills, picked no cotton
It's the nigga wit that golden

I'm seein' planes in the sky at night
Look like UFO's, think transportin' dem kilo's
The drug cartel has out of proportion
On the everyday we indorsin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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