Luyện nghe bài hát God Bless The Child

[Featuring: Jean]

god bless the child can hold his own
god bless the child that can his own
god bless the child that can his own
god bless the child that can his own

ive been left one
in the
i used to hunt for my food wolves hunt sheeps
from the whole to the project to slap box cause i couldnt take the disrespect
monalisa for a on friday, she hears i was . and she said go away, go away
but god blessed the child, i could been a juvenile
yeap, but my cousin crack,
and thats me with the and white wraps
and the became rare, and i gotta
and i went from to first, i bought 80 on the

god the child that can hold his own
god the child that can hold his own
god bless the that can hold his own
god bless the child can hold his own

would god cause the streets is hard
for, living in the world we only see the sours
smoking mirrors, the wont
so who it out or who sees the bars, the slum
only a few make it out to see the
a whole recruit it out dont see the bars
then wyclef is on with the fugees
i was boys in the you cant force the movies
i was hard shit when bought the coop
i was down in the tunnel when i goof
i was the ice on the sweater
this loving bitch wait manner
just spending all my chips on the softest
i told my niggers meet at the crossroads
ima see our best go
more money phones
shit i aint of you mofos
you niggers like i do something till you say nigger turn around

god bless the child can hold his own
god bless the child that can his own
god bless the child that can his own
god bless the that can hold his own

its much than a rap song
think its sweet until this beef is getting on
ive seen sweet dreams turn in nightmares, freddie
i watch street dreams turn in life
you can hear the screams when they cry tears
now i my whole team and we fly less
if its new then were up town
california sport
im getting money with the of fame
it was right before call my
backing out the wheels in reverse
she had the telly slip his own heels in the
i put it in the cab and it with a
its the least caught a mill
this shit follow me like im
must have got fat ...like
forget it erase your my block appearance
and i ran the streets i had absent parents
and night we pray to the sky
in the hood is 9 million waste of

god the child that can hold his own
god bless the child can hold his own
god bless the that can hold his own
god bless the that can hold his own
god bless the child can hold his own
god bless the child that can his own
god the child that can hold his own
god the child that can hold his own.