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 with my hood on
My homie used to rap, he was to get put on
At his funeral, listening to this song
His family and screaming, I hurt for 'em
A cold that's why we pack heaters
Listening to preacher as he tryna reach us
I'mma to go back, I gots to get 'em
Back and in these streets, that's the rhythm
Revenge is 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 through his true religion denim
These was my religion
I stood over him, his is over then
Now these keys got me locked up with men
Thought these was the for me to roll a Benz
They ended up the keys for my life 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 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 straight
Ain't wanna kis, heaven couldn't wait
I was hurtin', couldn't get no
You me from dust, that's why I did dirt
You said that the last be first
Now I'm in a hearse, this cash really worth?
My life I had to worry about eatin'
I ain't have time to think about what I in
When the days of the kingdom for Chicago gon'
I'm coming back 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 in him, his momma said she see his father in him
Hope it's the good things, 'til was over is when I understood things
Standing at the gates 'cause I know you've what I've done
I'm your son, do I have the to get in?

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

Sweet Jesus, tell the polices to let a nigga breathe
My father see, got a shipment by the seas
See my niggas tryna eat, eat whatever's on your
Save some for me, the worst in life come sitting six feet
Tryna hop the gate to 'cause I couldn't get a key
But these niggas play for and I gotta hold my own
watch 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 gave it to my
to take the bullets 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 to my momma though
Another out of control, just walking my soles low
Lit up with the abuse, they for show, I promise every pistol was used
See I was waking up afraid to see my on the news
Broad day, been phased giving the blues
Nigga who you? They know me on the 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 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)

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)

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)