Luyện nghe bài hát Pearly Gates

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 with 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 you know you would lose
It's been along comin' 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 Tom niggaz wanna see me locked up to
Around the same KRS was writin' Black Cop
I was busy to pump cracks in the black blocks

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

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

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

Now if you take a good look and into my face
And if they wouldn't even to violate my space
Som' I did so much dirt, I'm to clean 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 book
Saw shots fly by me, no, I shouldn't been
The Pulp Fiction must have God's divine intervention

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

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

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

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 with the flow I'm good
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 us out to dry on straight poverty
For not showin' me no signs they watchin' me
Yo! We a new breed in two six
We don't give a fuck about that religious

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

My bullets you, and when my guns start cuttin'
nobody gon' save you
In the bible times, they had to deal with the shit
We dealin' within, these times

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

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 done my way out of the hood