Luyện nghe bài hát Kingdom

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

Second row of the church my hood on
My homie 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
to this preacher as he tryna reach us
I'mma need to go back, I to get 'em
Back and forth in these streets, that's the
is supposed to be the Lord's but I use my own accord
When I seen him on the porch, my man his life, I can't afford not to hit him
Shots ripping through his religion denim
streets was my religion
I stood over him, his is over then
Now keys got me locked up with older men
Thought these was the keys for me to a Benz
They ended up the keys for my life to end

Help me get, get the keys to the (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)

My money ain't straight, my fam ain't
wanna push kis, heaven couldn't wait
I was hurtin', couldn't get no
You me from dust, that's why I did dirt
You that the last shall be first
Now I'm in a hearse, what's this cash really
My whole I had to worry about eatin'
I ain't time 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 want my waves following him, the streets swallowing him
And I don't want no hollows in him, his said she see his father in him
Hope it's the good things, 'til life was over is when I things
Standing at the 'cause I know you've forgiven what I've done
I'm your son, do I the keys 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 Jesus, tell the polices to let a nigga breathe
My sinning father see, got a by the seas
See my tryna eat, eat whatever's 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 gotta my own
Tryna my back 'cause these stripes ain't free
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 since I was a toddler
Tell 'em talk is cheap, niggas for the dollar
So in God we trust, leave the praying to my momma
Another out of control, just walking my soles low
Lit up with the abuse, they wasn't for show, I every pistol was used
See I was waking up afraid to see my name on the
Broad day, been giving niggas the blues
Nigga who They know me on the streets where I grew
If you ain't from around here you get down here
Make the best from the 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 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)

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 say (oh yes) and the people say (my Lord) and we all say (ah, aah oh)