Luyện nghe bài hát Pearly Gates

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

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

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

Poppin' shit to my about how my gat pop
Got rid of that chrome and got back a black 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 from Old Man Sam
Wanted to a nigga so bad it was itchin' my hand
Some shot it out with me, and some of ran
And some of them were good and some of them jammed

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 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 talk my way out of the

Now if you take a good and look into my face
And if they wouldn't even dare to 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 souls I
Moms pray for me with her right hand on the good
Saw shots fly by me, no, I shouldn't been
The Fiction must 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 seven
And left me the fifty cal and a mac eleven

Start everything from from heads to the worries
And had half the hood damn wanted to mirk 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 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 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 homey if I go to Hell and you make it to the gates
the boss 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 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 give a fuck about that religious bullshit

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

My bullets shank you, and when my guns cuttin'
nobody gon' save you
In the bible times, ain't had to deal with the shit
We dealin' within, these times

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

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