Luyện nghe bài hát Pearly Gates

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

Now if you followed my footsteps and through my shoes
You go against me cause you know you would lose
It's been along time comin' I done my dues
Now every I turn around it's like I'm back in the news

I know alot of niggaz want me wearin' shoes
And Tom niggaz wanna see me locked up to
the same time KRS was writin' Black Cop
I was busy tryin' to pump cracks in the black

shit to my homeys about how my gat pop
Got rid of that chrome thing and got back a glock
P ninety hold ten but I had six
I used to walk with it and risk gettin' knocked

I bought a fresh box of bullets Old Man Sam
Wanted to shoot a so bad it was itchin' my hand
shot it out with me, and some of them ran
And some of them dashed were good and some of 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 with the flow I'm
Shit, I done my way out of the hood

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

Now if you take a good look and look into my
And if they wouldn't even dare to my space
Som' I did so much dirt, I'm tryin' to my slate
And ate so many food and now they want mines ate

The dogs bark when I walk and the souls I took
Moms pray for me with her right hand on the good
Saw shots fly by me, no, I shouldn't trippin'
The Pulp Fiction must have been God's intervention

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

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

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

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 the flow I'm good
Shit, I done my way out of the hood

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

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

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

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

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

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