Luyện nghe bài hát Pearly Gates

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

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

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

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

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

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 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 talk my way out of the

Now if you take a good and look into 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 many niggaz and now they want mines ate

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

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

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

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 with the flow I'm
Shit, I done talk my way out of the

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 talk my way out of the hood

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

For leavin' us out to dry on poverty
For not showin' me no signs they watchin' me
Yo! We a new in two thousand six
We don't give a fuck about religious bullshit

Nigga me where the cash at
The whips with the three car garage to fit them shits
Man my life is painful, to angels
I'm prayin' to myself hopin', I got to spank you

My bullets shank you, and when my guns start
Ain't gon' save you
In the bible times, they ain't had to with the shit
We dealin' within, these times

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