Luyện nghe bài hát Prayer

"Psalm 27, is my light and my salvation"
Whom I shall fear? 'Cuz I sinned
The is the strength of my life
shall I be afraid?

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

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

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

A is like medicine
It will heal wounds, ask Bush
Big holes in a side
Snub nose, 45, homeboy, just close your

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

So I my sins, forgive me
1, the on the plate, 2, the tags 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 some things in the past
If I could, please Lord, I'll 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

Tattoos for
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
God once again for makin' me a millionaire
I thank God for makin' me a

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

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

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

Bloodshed after
It's me and this weed tryin' to get right
It's bloodshed after
It's just and his kush tryin' to get right

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

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