Luyện nghe bài hát Kingdom

Help me get, get the to the kingdom, ooh
Help me get, get the to the kingdom, ooh
Ah yes, my Lord, ah, oh
Ah yes, my Lord, ah, oh

Second row of the with my hood on
My homie to rap, he was about to get put on
At his funeral, listening to this song
His family yelling and screaming, I for 'em
A cold world why we pack heaters
Listening to preacher as he tryna reach us
need to go back, I gots to get 'em
Back and forth in these streets, that's the
Revenge is supposed to be the Lord's but I use my own
I seen him on the porch, cost my man his life, I can't afford not to hit him
Shots ripping his true religion denim
These was my religion
I stood him, his life is over then
Now these keys got me locked up with men
Thought these was the keys for me to a Benz
They ended up being the for my life to end

Help me get, get the keys to the (yeah) ooh (sing)
Help me get, get the to the kingdom (yeah) ooh
And the say (oh yes) and the people say (my Lord) and we all say (ah, aah oh)
And the say (oh yes) and the people say (my Lord) and we all say (ah, aah oh)

My money ain't straight, my fam straight
Ain't wanna push kis, heaven couldn't
I was hurtin', couldn't get no
You created me from dust, why I did dirt
You that the last shall be first
Now I'm in a hearse, what's cash really worth?
My life I had to worry about eatin'
I ain't have time to think about I believe in
When the days of the kingdom for gon' come?
I'm coming back like the Son, and I got a son
And I don't want my following him, the streets swallowing him
And I don't no hollows in him, his momma said she see his father in him
it's the good things, 'til life was over is when I understood things
Standing at the gates 'cause I know you've forgiven I've done
I'm your son, do I have the to get in?

Help me get, get the to the kingdom (yeah) ooh (sing)
me get, get the keys to the kingdom (yeah) ooh

Sweet Lord Jesus, tell the polices to let a nigga
My sinning father see, got a by the seas
See my niggas tryna eat, eat whatever's on plate
Save some for me, the worst in life come sitting six feet
Tryna hop the gate to 'cause I couldn't get a key
But these niggas play for keeps and I gotta my own
Tryna watch my back these stripes ain't free
We wading in the water, cocaine, blunts, marinating in the water
Lean and a puff and then she gave it to my father
Used to take the bullets out so I play with the revolver
Satan serenading ever I was a toddler
Tell 'em is cheap, niggas living for the dollar
So in God we trust, leave the praying to my though
motherfucker out of control, just walking my soles low
Lit up with the abuse, wasn't for show, I promise every pistol was used
See I was waking up afraid to see my name on the
Broad day, been phased giving the blues
Nigga who you? They know me on the where I grew
If you ain't from around here you get gunned down
Make the from the least on the quest for them keys
To the

Help me get, get the to the kingdom (yeah) ooh (sing)
Help me get, get the keys to the (yeah) ooh
And the streets say (oh yes) and the say (my Lord) and we all say (ah, aah oh)
And the say (oh yes) and the people say (my Lord) and we all say (ah, aah oh)

me get, get the keys to the kingdom (yeah) ooh (sing)
Help me get, get the keys to the (yeah) ooh
And the streets say (oh yes) and the say (my Lord) and we all say (ah, aah oh)
And the streets say (oh yes) and the say (my Lord) and we all say (ah, aah oh)

Help me get, get the to the kingdom (yeah) ooh (sing)
me get, get the keys to the kingdom (yeah) ooh
And the say (oh yes) and the people say (my Lord) and we all say (ah, aah oh)
And the say (oh yes) and the people say (my Lord) and we all say (ah, aah oh)