Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Have Mercy [Explicit]

Preacher me don't set trip on a Sunday
Knowin' well that demo gettin' played Monday

Lord have
Please mercy
Lord mercy
Heaven's mercy
Na-na-na na-na

Never, ever ever get caught on my niggas
I'm a gangbanger, deadbeat father and dealer
the money and fame gone, tell me who stayin' with you
Runnin' from God's
Shakin' these hands and meetin' with blank faces
eyes keepin' my back achin'
Dirty habits of rappin' and savage
Still hangin' with niggas that do nothin' but cause damage
Guess I'm bein' a nigga like I'm 'posed to be
But real never once bought the groceries and
Top told me keep rappin', you'll make it
And hope was all that I needed, myself to work
workin' affair was better than bullet holes in my shirt
The demons hate when you make it and alive
They'd rather see me under than see me fly
Lord mercy!

Lord have
Please mercy
Lord mercy
Heaven's mercy