Luyện nghe bài hát One on One

Make you put the autotune on
Yeah,
on the beat so it's not nice

If I could talk to god like a nigga one on one, I'd tell him
Need my homeboys back, and a couple niggas that's
Couple niggas convicted
I like the church but I don't the reverend
Soul been absent in my
And am I wrong if I my weapon?
Yeah, I said my prayers, I got my
I'm stressing so I'm finessing
Ain't back, these my confessions
If I could to god like a real nigga one on one, I'd ask him
I see my career goin' to the next level but my goin' backwards
I can't shake the street shit, on the beef shit
Every time I try to do the right niggas think I'm on some sweet shit
Then I had to get choppers out again
I tried to Lord
Forgive me for my sins, once and once
got to die, Lord
I'm like why
They think I'm blood, they I'm vice Lord
I'm shit 'cause I'm paranoid like my homeboys
Is they right Lord? Is they foul
Real shit I'll take 'em out

If I could to god one on one like a real nigga I'd say
Lord will you please me far away from the fake?
Lord, can you teach me? please me the way
Lord, can you me? please show me the way, yeah

Lil Dora me with a strap, ask me, daddy, what is that?
Lil son asked me 'bout Cecil, him he ain't coming back
My bitch in, asked me why we had to buy a bulletproof
Told 'em gangster baby, one thing it is I ain't bulletproof
Never hire security 'cause I don't what they gon' do or not
Wondering is gon' shoot or not
Interview like how many niggas you done
Old lady in the said I'm the devil, she a damn liar
See me that fire, tryna protect the guys from the other side
Man I love these lil like these my brothers
If any niggas come and 'em, I swear to god it'll crush 'em
I can't let that happen, 'fore I ever started
All that shit I be talking about, I was that shit in the hood
all the niggas I be talkin' 'bout
If I could talk to god like a real nigga, ask him please me back Cecil
Please me Big G and Poochy, then Pinot
Shit hurt Lord, I ain't 'em
When the tears it be pourin'
I know this rap shit my blessin' when I ain't in the hood shit be gettin'
I'm so used to hustlin', I'm so used to thuggin', I don't know how to it
Grab all my chains, hop in the Lambo and just floor it,

If I talk to god one on one like a real nigga I'd say
will you please keep me far away from the fake?
Lord, can you teach me? show me the way
Lord, can you teach me? show me the way, yeah

I used to pray to god to get a million and a Bentley truck
When I was dead broke I didn't have a and I didn't give a fuck
I ran off on the plug twice, he ain't pickin' up
When we run 'em when we put it to 'em like give it up
Run it, my nigga, we so one hundred my nigga, it's a few of us
Talkin' to god, just tryna decide if life meant for the two of us
'cause is shady, I tuck the three-eighty
You I was slippin', I tore him up
Snap on that nigga, no up
I got the A and I it up
your city, no tour bus
Diamonds drippin' like water
Have it way like it's Burger King
can I take your order?
We sellin' work like it's
I'm three in the four-door
for the D's and the tourists
Prayin' we get caught up, god bless

If I could talk to god one on one like a nigga I'd say
Lord will you please keep me far from the fake?
Lord, can you teach me? show me the way
Lord, can you teach me? please show me the way,