Luyện nghe bài hát I Cry

Our Father, who art in
You Lord, Lord, thank You Lord

No matter how hard I cry it just don't loud enough
(That's right, y'all stand up and rejoice now)
I hope You're hearing me
(We about through the road)
This goes out to the streets
(We got about hundred years to go)
And all my brothers sick of y'all

No matter how hard I cry it don't seem loud enough
(And God is good that's God is good)
Lord I hope hearing me
(In God is not good sometimes)
This out to the lonely streets
(He's all the time)
And all my brothers of crying y'all

I got a letter from my nigga in
He said he them and its
Too far to drive don't even about a visit
All he needed was a couple

And a few dollars, that way he have to worry
borrowing from a nigga
Told me to check on his old
Make sure all good for her and the kids

But Hell I already did and he asked me about his shorty
I hate he asked me his shorty
'Cause its been some years I saw him

Him not knowing his momma's horror
And ever since the days he's been
She's kinda trapped in a

But he goes on and on about he gets home
And he mention every nigga that did him wrong
Put him back where he started at
But he snitched

So he that them niggaz in his click
ought to pay for that
He did his time, day for day, without turning
'Cause real O G's don't take please

No how hard I cry
It just seem loud enough
Lord I You're hearing me
goes out to the lonely streets
And all my brothers sick of y'all

No matter how I cry
It just seem loud enough
Lord I hope hearing me
This goes out to the lonely
And all my brothers of crying y'all

See when I pray I for everybody
I pray to God America
That way terrorist can't tear us up
But I'm sick and of a lot of other things

And the bottom line is we gotta set for the kids
We first ought to teach them love these days
Us niggaz got too much hatred in us
The radio and TV they just can't get enough this big old world
I guess it just ain't big enough

But y'all listen cuz I'm on playa
The Lord ain't brought me far just to drop me off here
Y'all keep arguing religions
While y'all to y'all old books of the Bible
Y'all all out to miss the last bus to

See gonna wait, ain't gonna be no fighting
No pushing, no cussing, nope not at the
everybody gonna meet there
And niggaz you ain't even like in your life
They gonna by you and speak, so

No how hard I cry
It don't seem loud enough
I hope You're hearing me
This goes out to the lonely
And all my brothers sick of y'all

No how hard I cry
It just don't seem loud
Lord I hope You're me
This goes out to the streets
And all my sick of crying y'all

No matter, no matter, no matter, no
How hard I cry, how I cry
Oh no how hard I cry
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Eve and 'Pac and Biggie the best of buddies
Invest some money together in Heaven
I know them gonna have so much gangsta shit to tell me
And it's feel so good to seeing them together

So I'm my deepest condolences to those
Who family members to the hands of the men that befriend us
Y'all remember, we all in together but who's ever ain't forgiving
Y'all gonna have getting in Heaven

No how hard I cry
It just seem loud enough
Lord I hope You're me
This goes out to the streets
And all my brothers sick of crying

No matter how I cry
It don't seem loud enough
Lord I You're hearing me
This goes out to the lonely
And all my brothers of crying y'all

No how hard I cry
It just don't seem loud
Lord I hope hearing me
This out to the lonely streets
And all my brothers of crying y'all

No how hard I cry
It just seem loud enough
Lord I You're hearing me
goes out to the lonely streets
And all my brothers sick of crying

No matter, no matter, no matter, no matter, no
How hard I cry, how I cry
Oh no how hard I cry
(Thank You Lord Lord You Lord)
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