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

Help me get, get the to the kingdom (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)

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

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

Lord Jesus, tell the polices to let a nigga breathe
My sinning father see, got a shipment by the
See my niggas tryna eat, eat whatever's on your
Save some for me, the worst things in life 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 'cause these stripes ain't
We wading in the water, cocaine, blunts, marinating in the water
Lean and took a puff and she gave it to my father
Used to the bullets out so I could play with the revolver
serenading ever since I was a toddler
Tell 'em talk is cheap, living for the dollar
So in God we trust, leave the praying to my momma
Another motherfucker out of control, just walking my low
Lit up with the abuse, wasn't for show, I promise every pistol was used
See I was waking up to see my name on the news
Broad day, been phased niggas the blues
Nigga who you? They me on the streets where I grew
If you ain't from around here you get down here
Make the best from the least on the for them keys
To the

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)

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