Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Have Mercy

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

you hit 'em, get 'em
But yo' name up out they system
'Cuz that there could sho' fuck up the of thangs
Called up, charge it to the
No your downtown tryin' to explain
Simple-n-plain, but ain't finna be listenin'
You pre-trial to yo' co-sentencing
(Uh huh)
This situation keep ya tied in a
have mercy on the SWAT's

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

have mercy, on me
I'm the best that I can
But hard in my front yard
do or die out here, ya understand?

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

I sit on the porch and watch 'em flee the police
But the nighttime blind, and ain't no eyes on the
(Shh)
law of the concrete
Better, ever repeat, nothin' ya seen
(Uh unh)
He said he had to a killin'
(Uh huh)
That's how it go whodi, ride and take a fo' sho'

He say he kill and kill again, he'll in the do'
(Yeah)
Keep the lick, he a milli into mo'
(Yeah)
Nobody wit' him, he so low, when he creep
(Uh huh)
Ride a Chevrolet, damn near see through
But they all fall 'cuz he to walk
But he never to crawl, have mercy, Lord

have mercy on me
This is just how it's be
dying daily on them same corner that pay me
But that's the only chain I'm see

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

I get it in, I put the chamber yo' chin
I play to win, stingy, I don't no air to lend
I'm still, talkin' 'bout I'm grill
Cee-Lo Seville and real
Only away from my meal
Mighty knife, just enough not ice
You're contemplatin', contestin', please consider it
'Cuz I'm connected with the guy left after the drop of a

Or roll or roll down a bat, wonder 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
up out of the factories, and then 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 have mercy on your hustlin'-ass soul

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

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

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