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
Lookin' like ducks
Well you don't look like a sittin' duck and your mouth ain't up

What small the market, Clef
You get up
what, from a friend
I just a twenty-two
Now it's you should say that
'Cause the gun looks bigger you
Now get ass back 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 '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 me the voice to speak, God
Masquerade, my message to the streets,

Yo peace God, these words came a revelation
Whether you free or you through incarceration
Inhale, exhale meditation, put the fire arms away
we don't want no confrontation
Not me, I'm 'bout you jerk
'Cause when you die your ain't even worth the paperwork
So, peace God, even through war we bring
And after the blood shed then 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 your polyester
Peace god, even though we ice the
Guzzle the fifth, protect us a crucifix, Lord
And bless me with an extra
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 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 gave me the to speak, God
Masquerade, my message to the streets,

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

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

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 'bout to hit the streets
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 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