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

row of the church with my hood on
My homie used to rap, he was to get put on
At his funeral, listening to this song
His family yelling and screaming, I for 'em
A world that's why we pack heaters
Listening to this as he tryna reach us
I'mma need to go back, I to get 'em
Back and forth in 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
ripping through his true religion denim
These streets was my
I stood over him, his is over then
Now these keys got me locked up older men
Thought these was the keys for me to a Benz
ended up being the keys for my life to end

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)

My money straight, my fam ain't straight
Ain't wanna kis, heaven couldn't wait
I was hurtin', couldn't get no
You created me from dust, that's why I did
You that the last shall be first
Now I'm in a hearse, what's this cash really
My whole life I had to worry eatin'
I ain't have to think about what 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 want my waves following him, the streets him
And I want no hollows in him, his momma said she see his father in him
Hope it's the good things, 'til life was 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 keys to the (yeah) ooh (sing)
Help me get, get the to the kingdom (yeah) ooh

Sweet Lord Jesus, tell the polices to let a nigga
My sinning see, got a shipment by the seas
See my niggas tryna eat, eat on your plate
Save some for me, the worst things in life come sitting six
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 stripes ain't free
We still wading in the water, cocaine, blunts, in the water
Lean and took a and then she gave it to my father
Used to take the bullets out so I 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 to my momma 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 to see my name on the news
Broad day, been giving niggas the blues
Nigga who you? They me on the streets where I grew
If you ain't from around you get gunned down here
Make the from the least on the quest for them keys
To the

Help me get, get the keys to the (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 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 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 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)