Luyện nghe bài hát One on One

Make sure you put the on
Yeah,
Murda on the beat so it's not

If I could talk to god like a nigga one on one, I'd tell him
Need my homeboys back, and a couple niggas jailin'
Couple convicted felons
I like the church but I don't the reverend
Soul been absent in my
And am I wrong if I bring my
Yeah, I my prayers, I got my blessings
I'm still so I'm finessing
Ain't holding back, my confessions
If I could talk to god like a real 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, still on the shit
Every time I try to do the right thing niggas think I'm on sweet shit
Then I had to get them choppers out
I tried to Lord
Forgive me for my sins, and once again
got to die, Lord
I'm like why
think I'm blood, they think I'm vice Lord
I'm overthinking shit 'cause I'm paranoid my homeboys
Is they Lord? Is they foul Lord?
Real shit take 'em out Lord

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

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

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

I used to pray to god to get a million dollars and a Bentley
When I was dead broke I didn't a dollar and I didn't give a fuck
I done ran off on the twice, he ain't pickin' up
When we run into 'em when we put it to 'em give it up
Run it, my nigga, we so one my nigga, it's only a few of us
to god, just tryna decide if life really 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
Touchin' your city, no bus
Diamonds drippin' like water
Have it your way it's Burger King
can I take your order?
We sellin' like it's Medellin
I'm turnin' in the four-door
Watch for the D's and the
we never get caught up, god bless

If I could talk to god one on one like a 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