Luyện nghe bài hát I Cry

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

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

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

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

And a few dollars, that way he have to worry
About from a nigga
Told me to on his old girl
Make it's all good for her and the kids

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

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

But he goes on and on when he gets home
And he mention every nigga that did him wrong
Put him right back where he at
But he ain't

So he feels them niggaz in his click
They ought to pay for
He did his time, day for day, without snake
real O G's don't even take please

No matter how I cry
It just don't seem enough
I hope You're hearing me
This out to the lonely streets
And all my sick of crying y'all

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

See I pray I pray for everybody
I pray to God bless
That way these terrorist can't us up
But I'm sick and tired of a lot of other

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

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

See everybody gonna wait, ain't gonna be no
No pushing, no cussing, not at the gate
'Cause gonna meet there
And you ain't even like in your first life
gonna walk by you and speak, so

No matter how 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
goes out to the lonely streets
And all my brothers sick of crying

No matter, no matter, no matter, no
How I cry, how hard I cry
Oh no matter how I cry
Ooh

Eve and and Biggie become the best of buddies
some money stay together in Heaven
I know niggaz gonna have so much gangsta shit to tell me
And it's gonna so good to seeing them together

So I'm sending my condolences to those
Who lost family members to the hands of the men befriend us
Y'all remember, we all in this together but ever ain't forgiving
Y'all gonna Hell getting in Heaven

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

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

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

No matter how I cry
It don't 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, no matter, no matter, no matter, no
How I cry, how hard I cry
Oh no how hard I cry
(Thank You Lord Lord You Lord)
Ooh