Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Have Mercy

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SWAT's, drop-tops and
killas on the block, cock back the gat
Can't a day go by, one of these villains die
try to fight this feelin', this concrete thang
It thrillin' niggas, it's killin' for
Meanin', is livin' for less, I guess
That I'm bring it to ya like it I S, the rest your 'sposed to
See crime, that time, to the do' slick

you hit 'em, get 'em
But keep yo' up out they system
'Cuz that there sho' fuck up the rhythm of thangs
Called up, charge it to the
No your sittin' downtown tryin' to
Simple-n-plain, but they finna be listenin'
You pre-trial detain to yo'
(Uh huh)
This keep ya tied in a knot
Lord mercy on the SWAT's

Lord mercy on me
This is just how gone be
Niggas dying daily on them same corner pay me
But that's the chain I'm gon' see

Lord mercy, on me
I'm the best that I can
But it's in my front yard
It's do or die out here, ya

I done seen these same, niggas squeeze
triggers, now these
(Uh huh)
Lil-bitty niggas is, lil-bitty
(Uh huh)
Couldn'ta been no more thirteen
(Uh unh)
Supplyin' fiends, shorties strictly stressin'
(What?)

I sit on the porch and watch 'em from the police
But the blind, and ain't no eyes on the streets
(Shh)
law of the concrete
Better, never ever repeat, ya seen
(Uh unh)
He said he had to a killin'
(Uh huh)
That's how it go whodi, ride and take a livin' fo'

He say he kill and kill again, kick in the do'
(Yeah)
Keep the lick, he a milli into mo'
(Yeah)
wit' him, he so low, when he creep through
(Uh huh)
Ride a Chevrolet, damn near see through
But all fall 'cuz he learnt to walk
But he never learnt to crawl, mercy, Lord

Lord have on me
This is just how it's be
Niggas dying daily on them same that pay me
But that's the only I'm gon' see

have mercy, on me
I'm the best that I can
But it's in my front yard
It's do or die out here, ya

I get it in, I put the under yo' chin
I play to win, stingy, I don't have no air to
I'm standin' still, talkin' 'bout I'm
Cee-Lo Seville and steel
Only millimeters away my meal
Mighty knife, enough not inconsiderate ice
You're contemplatin', contestin', please consider it
'Cuz I'm connected with the guy left the drop of a dime

Or roll or down a bat, wonder what blow your mind
I'm heavyweight and Front Street
Got the snorters geeked-up and they keep back to the plate
We get it on, get it out the pot
Get on the block, and get it
Raised up out of the factories, and we sit it chrome
Ya won't show, get out even if it's ice-cold
And slice O's as the rolls, shit
And may Lord have on your hustlin'-ass soul

have mercy on me
I'm doin' the that I can
But it's hard in my yard
It's do or die out here, ya

Lord have on me
This is just how gone be
Niggas dying daily on them corner that pay me
But that's the only chain I'm see

Lord mercy on me
I'm doin' the that I can
But it's hard in my yard
do or die out here, ya understand?