Luyện nghe bài hát Pearly Gates

Homey, if I go to Hell and you it to Heaven
Just get me to the gate, and I'll my way in
Got a gift, I'm special the flow I'm good
Shit, I done talk my way out of the

Now if you followed my footsteps and walked through my
You wouldn't go against me cause you know you lose
It's been along time I done paid my dues
Now every time I turn it's like I'm back in the news

I alot of niggaz want me wearin' cement shoes
And Uncle Tom niggaz see me locked up to
Around the time KRS was writin' Black Cop
I was busy tryin' to pump in the black blocks

Poppin' shit to my homeys how my gat pop
Got rid of that thing and got back a black glock
P ninety ten but I had six shots
I to walk around with it and risk gettin' knocked

I bought a box of bullets from Old Man Sam
Wanted to shoot a so bad it was itchin' my hand
Some shot it out me, and some of them ran
And some of them dashed good and some of them jammed

Homey, if I go to and you make it to Heaven
Just get me to the gate, and I'll my way in
Got a gift, I'm special the flow I'm good
Shit, I done my way out of the hood

Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to
Just get me to the gate, and I'll my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm
Shit, I talk my way out of the hood

Now if you take a good look and look my face
And if they wouldn't dare to violate my space
I did so much dirt, I'm tryin' to clean my slate
And ate so niggaz food and now they want mines ate

The bark when I walk and since the souls I took
Moms pray for me with her right hand on the book
Saw shots fly by me, no, I been trippin'
The Pulp Fiction have been God's divine intervention

Wouldn't thought then from that, I learned my
And my act up and go straight to perfection
Uncle La got knocked the feds hit it with
And me with the fifty cal and a mac eleven

Start from everything from heads to the worries
And had half the damn near wanted to mirk us
Found myself askin' God the fuck is my purpose
You go to heaven, know I'm but put a good word in

Homey, if I go to and you make it to Heaven
Just get me to the gate, and talk my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm
Shit, I done talk my way out of the

Homey, if I go to Hell and you it to Heaven
Just get me to the gate, and talk my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm
Shit, I done talk my way out of the

Now homey if I go to and you make it to the pearly gates
the boss man we got beef
And his only son, I'm a see him when I see him
And when I see him, I'm a him like a movie

For us out to dry on straight poverty
For not showin' me no signs watchin' over me
Yo! We a new breed in two six
We don't give a fuck about that bullshit

show me where the cash at
The nice with the three car garage to fit them shits
Man my life is painful, to angels
I'm prayin' to hopin', I ain't got to spank you

My bullets shank you, and my guns start cuttin'
Ain't nobody gon' you
In the bible times, they ain't had to with the shit
We within, these survival times

Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to
Just get me to the gate, and talk my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the I'm good
Shit, I talk my way out of the hood

Homey, if I go to Hell and you it to Heaven
Just get me to the gate, and I'll my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm
Shit, I done my way out of the hood