Luyện nghe bài hát Head To The Ground

(Bizzy Bone)
While i was in tha column, and all
the medicine go down
heavenly dont be made at us now
its ah long way commin
and we dont plan on goin
head to tha
to tha ground
(repeat 4x)
and through the gins
and like they my friends
i dont about death
'cause i dont whats happenin wit my kids
I pray God for the ends
not as as i spend
nor do i
livin and sinnin
ready to burn tha
and I this drama drama
all cease
by walkin tha
do without my heat
at my feet
and the time of peace
wuz when we got
i you got urs
thats why i got got mine big bitch
my nigga went ta jail 4 it
anotha lost
but shoulda be woulda been off
i dont know tha
and see we off
somebody a stand jaw
got ah plan yall
but man follow
see most of my is hollow
and i for em
and i say for em
lord you(live my life)
that im half way
on and on
help tha go down(2x)
n peace
(chorus 2x)
walkn ta God
Prayn for
and see i say for
cause i 4 this
instead i get down ta tha pavement
by tha same that wuz listenin ta what im was sayin
sadated heavely stressed out (thug(5x)
i need ah
go ta tha and help lil kids eduacation
let all of the hata hata hata
some of the old
stand it
betta way
here comes new generation
heaven'l us
hope yall dont be choken
face it
sum niggas i
reminds me of multi races
if i say it
sumbody woulda said it
r we 4 death and destruction
i already it
i let it
come on
lets for tha cause
say we all shall
all
God gon make tha
(chorus 2x)
(Layzi bone)
Nigga you eva been undecided
bout commitin tha
ta fight it
livn this life but you dont like it
makn break dey self 'cause ah nigga cant buy it
my feelin so ziggity
for tha day that tha lord come get
pick me up and me home
u feeln me u wit me
nigga been runnin deze streets all my life
till tha day i die ill be stumpin
in big black boots
dumpin up chargin deze niggaz dumpin
lock and load thats what i holla holla
to all tha niggas thats ready in tha field everyday
gotta risk they for that dolla
grab weapons tightn yo laces
see cops off ta tha races
ah lotta shit
been ah lot of
we go its dem ghetto races
calcasions this jail time
represented there
got niggaz out here getn and durty
on tha grind its that mail time
in tha middle of it all or hell
pick your roll
keep it real save your soul
and tha world so
nigga neva know
the trumpets sound
when it all go
you ready for it
when the good lord it
bb and lay goin home wit our head
to tha