Luyện nghe bài hát Prayer

"Psalm 27, Lord is my and my salvation"
Whom I shall fear? 'Cuz I have
The Lord is the of my life
Whom shall I be

And before I wrap up this Of Miami'
a lot of my brothers and sisters
They stumble and
That wasn't here to watch come to pass
Since I do shit else, I'ma say a prayer

This was 12 in the makin', no side deals wit Satan
I'm dealin' wit the Maker, up
A lot of homies ask, what's a
A is what kept me focused 12 years

A is what saved me, I should have been indited
Now my kids Jay-Z
A is what kept me here when them bullets cut the air
I fell and I just a prayer

A prayer is medicine
It heal wounds, ask Bush Veterans
Big holes in a side
Snub nose, 45, homeboy, just close eyes

Put hands together, bow your head
1, keep me alive, 2, me out the Feds
3, gotta the kids, 4, one for the fam'
5, for the dividends, Lord, here I am

So I repent my sins, me
1, the grapes on the plate, 2, the on their feet
3, the nights cried, 4, I'm thuggin' wit the fam'
5, for the dividends, dear Lord, I am

I swear to God, I've done some things in the
If I could, Lord, I'll help you bring 'em back
I feel pain, man 'cuz I speak on it
That's why I get so songs, I can't sleep homie

for forgiveness
I not get it but forgive me
I'm here and I'm fightin' a motherfucker
Triple C excited a motherfucker

Say a prayer, put the in the air
Thank God once again for me a millionaire
I thank God for me a millionaire

Put hands together, bow your head
1, me alive, 2, keep me out the Feds
3, gotta the kids, 4, one for the fam'
5, for the dividends, dear Lord, I am

So I my sins, forgive me
1, the grapes on the plate, 2, the tags on feet
3, the nights Mama cried, 4, I'm wit the fam'
5, for the dividends, Lord, here I am

I used to get off the hoe zone
Now I'm back to back for the ozone
[Incomprehensible] the magazine, goin' strong
in a Phantom wit mother mother Rolling Stones

You wit me through thick and thin
Sittin' back, got your mama sittin' in a
Make you near wanna cry
Low '95, stack money like

after midnight
It's just me and weed tryin' to get right
bloodshed after midnight
It's just Ross and his kush to get right

Put hands together, bow your head
1, me alive, 2, keep me out the Feds
3, gotta the kids, 4, one for the fam'
5, for the dividends, dear Lord, I am

So I my sins, forgive me
1, the grapes on the plate, 2, the tags on their
3, the nights Mama cried, 4, I'm thuggin' wit the
5, for the dividends, Lord, here I am