Luyện nghe bài hát Peace God

I'm eight
I got no choice but to sling
Yo, who you weight for
Dog, I no rat
'Cause rats get found in the back of trucks
With their mouth up
like sittin' ducks
Well you don't look like a sittin' and your mouth ain't taped up

What small the market, Clef
You get up
With what, a friend
I just bought a
Now it's funny you should say
'Cause the gun looks bigger you
Now get your ass back in the
up

From BK to NJ
tiger style
go

it
it
God

God
You gave me the to speak, God
God
Wyclef 'bout to hit the streets hard
God

You me the voice to speak, God
Masquerade, my to the streets, y'all

God
You gave me the to speak, God
God
Wyclef 'bout to hit the streets hard
God

You gave me the to speak, God
Masquerade, my message to the streets,

Yo God, these words came from a revelation
Whether you free or you going incarceration
Inhale, exhale herbal meditation, put the fire away
'Cause we don't no confrontation
Not me, I'm 'bout you jerk
'Cause when you die your life ain't worth the paperwork
So, peace God, through war we bring peace
And after the blood then your first son deceased

And you understand I'm the beginning of the end
The Alpha, Omega, the present, and the
So hold on to Winchester
Cause the hollow tip penetrate lead through polyester
Peace god, even we ice the wrist
Guzzle the fifth, us with a crucifix, Lord
And bless me with an clip
So just in case one jam my twin from my waistband

God
You gave me the to speak, God
God
Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the hard
God

You me the voice to speak, God
Masquerade, my to the streets, y'all

God
You gave me the to speak, God
God
Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets
God

You me the voice to speak, God
Masquerade, my message to the streets,

Ay, yo peace God, I ain't tryin' to see the
But in this game of life I was dealt the wrong
I wasn't this way it just came to be
Sellin' through a alley where the fiends rally
Where the was the President
And the fiend was the voter so they voted for the
And ups was only natural
It seem every other day a new gun at you

Peace God, yo only God got the
And sorry 'bout ya mom dyin' of
But congratulations, I you no longer a runner
You a big man now, the black Tony
But out 'cause I heard wealth bring envy
me I did sing for the Kennedies
Until we meet feel my words through my pen
And pure in the city of sin

God
You me the voice to speak, God
God
Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the hard
God

You me the voice to speak, God
Masquerade, my to the streets, y'all

God
You gave me the to speak, God
God
Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets
God

You me the voice to speak, God
Masquerade, my to the streets, y'all

God
You me the voice to speak, God
God
Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets
God

You me the voice to speak, God
Masquerade, my message to the streets,

God
You gave me the to speak, God
God
Wyclef Jean to hit the streets hard
God

You gave me the to speak, God
Masquerade, my to the streets, y'all