Luyện nghe bài hát Peace God

I'm only
I got no choice but to sling
Yo, who you pushin' for
Dog, I no rat
rats get found in the back of garbage trucks
With mouth taped up
Lookin' like ducks
Well you don't look like a duck and your mouth ain't taped up

What small the market, Clef
You get up
With what, a friend
I just a twenty-two
Now it's funny you say that
the gun looks bigger than you
Now get your ass in the house
up

From BK to NJ
Crouchin' tiger
go

it
it
God

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 message to the streets,

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

Yo peace God, these came from a revelation
Whether you or you going through incarceration
Inhale, exhale herbal meditation, put the fire away
'Cause we don't want no
Not me, I'm talkin' 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 shed then your son deceased

And you will 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 your
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 release my twin from my

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

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

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

Peace God, yo God got the answer
And 'bout ya mom dyin' of cancer
But congratulations, I heard you no longer a
You a big man now, the Tony Montana
But watch out 'cause I heard wealth envy
me I did sing for the Kennedies
Until we meet again my words through my pen
And stay 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 message to the streets,

God
You me the voice 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

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

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