Luyện nghe bài hát Have Mercy

Lord forgive 'em, for know not what they do
As I through that Valley of the Shadow of Death
See no

Ugh, so I we finally meet again
I kill 'em? Well, that all depends
Due to success I losing friends
Nigga sleepin', only he don't follow trends
Never was a gimmick, the realest in it, come witness
And I see them rappers is actors, boy, so Robin Givens
I kept it humble, my stomach grumble, my tickin'
They did me dirty, I may forgive 'em, but won't it
And not to mention, they wasn't worthy of I'm spittin'
It's God's will, and them haters just pray they could it
I'm so to gettin' it, I need intervention
The hottest spittin', your rapper scared to admit it
mercy, let me bow my head
I count a million up, that's daily
no more humble in me, shit is dead
Tell them pussy I ain't never scared
Poor niggas hate to see a win
Say you comin' for me? nigga, when?
I been cold-hearted since I a twin
I swear I love it when they hate, I made a hit
I did this my niggas, them
Use bitch whenever like a membership
Never bothered Twitter beef
We'll probably meet up where the money be
Me and Kiko on the wood, yeah, the seats
grand just to see him hit a three
Balenciagas on a nigga
Death to the competition, may they in peace

I know my mama for me, I hope your mama prayin' too
'Cause me and my niggas gotta eat, we'll die over these canned
Have mercy on a real nigga, 'cause I'm every day, Lord
Have mercy on a real nigga, 'cause I'mma for my niggas, dog

What the fuck these niggas 'bout?
the choppers, bring them problems that they talkin' 'bout
Roll the reefer, no Khalifa, you gon' or die
No homicide, it's before I testify
on my daughter, I'm runnin' Florida, no kinda, sorta
And I hear 'em talkin', that money callin', out of order
Yeah, nigga, fuck all that talkin', be it, then
A lot of small talk, there they go their mouth again
Bold nigga, 'til they meet them
a cavity, my niggas ain't got no fillings
Money is the motive, is the reason
On my mama, ain't ever came between it
And they never will, streets got me grippin'
These scared niggas need to go to church or Dr. Phil
I 'em look me in my eyes, we are not the same
Lion-hearted nigga, gunpowder in my huh

mercy on 'em
Bow head

I my mama prayin' for me, I hope your mama prayin' too
me and my niggas gotta eat, we'll die over these canned foods
Have on a real nigga, 'cause I'm sinnin' every day, Lord
Have mercy on a nigga, 'cause I'mma ride for my niggas, dog

Pussy niggas still hard
Bitch, I just went and the boulevard
Bitch, I just went and blew another
'Bout my money, a bullet tryna intercept
up out that whip, I let my chain swing
Blood up on my like I gang bang
Every day's a struggle tryna
And free my real niggas in the chain
I them broke niggas still talkin'
your words, do be very cautious
You mine, you can pick a coffin
Ain't no talkin', 'em shock it once it go to sparkin'
Self-made Rollie and a of Js
Hood nigga livin' like I'm Bruce
New Ferrari kickin' like it's Liu
nigga, ain't it true? 2 Chainz

I know my mama prayin' for me, I hope your mama too
'Cause me and my niggas gotta eat, we'll die these canned foods
mercy on a real nigga, 'cause I'm sinnin' every day, Lord
Have mercy on a real nigga, 'cause I'mma for my niggas, dog
I'mma ride for my niggas, you better for your niggas
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