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 used to rap, he was about to get put on
At his funeral, listening to church song
His family and screaming, I hurt for 'em
A cold world that's why we pack
Listening to this as he tryna reach us
need to go back, I gots to get 'em
Back and in these streets, that's the rhythm
Revenge is supposed to be the but I use my own accord
When I seen him on the porch, cost my man his life, I afford not to hit him
Shots ripping his true religion denim
These streets was my
I stood him, his life is over then
Now these got me locked up with older men
these was the keys for me to roll a Benz
They ended up being the keys for my to end

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

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

Sweet Lord Jesus, the polices to let a nigga breathe
My sinning father see, got a shipment by the
See my niggas tryna eat, eat on your plate
Save some for me, the worst in life come sitting six feet
hop the gate to heaven 'cause I couldn't get a key
But these niggas play for keeps and I hold my own
Tryna watch my back 'cause these stripes ain't
We still wading in the water, cocaine, blunts, in the water
Lean and took a puff and then she it to my father
Used to take the out so I could play with the revolver
Satan serenading ever since I was a
'em talk is cheap, niggas living for the dollar
So in God we trust, the praying to my momma though
motherfucker out of control, just walking my soles low
Lit up with the abuse, they wasn't for show, I promise 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 streets where I
If you ain't from here you get gunned down here
Make the best the least on the quest for them keys
To the

Help me get, get the keys to the (yeah) ooh (sing)
me get, get the keys to the kingdom (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)
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 streets say (oh yes) and the 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)