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 used 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 world 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 forth in these streets, that's the
is supposed to be the Lord's but I use my own accord
When I him on the porch, cost my man his life, I can't afford not to hit him
ripping through his true religion denim
These streets was my
I stood over him, his life is then
Now keys got me locked up with older men
these was the keys for me to roll a Benz
They up being 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 say (oh yes) and the people say (my Lord) and we all say (ah, aah oh)

My ain't straight, my fam ain't straight
Ain't push kis, heaven couldn't wait
I was hurtin', get no work
You me from dust, that's why I did dirt
You said that the shall be first
Now I'm in a hearse, this cash really worth?
My whole life I had to worry about
I ain't have time to think about I believe in
When the of the kingdom for Chicago gon' come?
I'm coming back the Prodigal 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, 'til life was over is I understood 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 keys to the (yeah) ooh

Sweet Lord Jesus, tell the polices to let a breathe
My sinning father see, got a by the seas
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 'cause I get a key
But these niggas play for and I gotta hold my own
Tryna watch my back these stripes ain't free
We still wading in the water, cocaine, blunts, marinating in the
Lean and a puff and then she gave it to my father
Used to take the bullets out so I could play 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 though
motherfucker 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 to see my name on the news
Broad day, been phased 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)

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)