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 with my 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 that's why we heaters
Listening to this as he tryna reach us
need to go back, I gots to get 'em
Back and forth in these streets, the rhythm
is supposed to be the Lord's 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 over him, his life is over
Now these keys got me locked up with men
these was the keys for me to roll 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 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 ain't straight, my fam ain't straight
Ain't wanna 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 this cash really
My whole life I had to worry about
I ain't have time to about what 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 my waves following him, the streets swallowing him
And I don't no hollows in him, his momma said she see his father in him
Hope it's the good things, 'til life was over is when I things
Standing at the gates 'cause I know you've 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 to the kingdom (yeah) ooh

Sweet Lord Jesus, tell the polices to let a nigga
My sinning father see, got a shipment by the
See my niggas eat, eat whatever's on your plate
Save for me, the worst things in life come sitting six feet
Tryna hop the gate to heaven I couldn't get a key
But these niggas play for keeps and I hold my own
Tryna watch my 'cause these stripes ain't free
We wading in the water, cocaine, blunts, marinating in the water
Lean and took a puff and then she gave it to my
Used to take the out so I could play with the revolver
Satan serenading ever since I was a
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, they wasn't for show, I promise every pistol was
See I was waking up afraid to see my name on the
day, been phased giving niggas the blues
Nigga who you? They know me on the streets I grew
If you from around here 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 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 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)

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