Luyện nghe bài hát Kingdom

Help me get, get the to the kingdom, ooh
me get, get the keys to the kingdom, ooh
Ah yes, my Lord, ah, oh
Ah yes, my Lord, ah, oh

Second row of the with my hood on
My homie to rap, he was about to get put on
At his funeral, listening to this church
His family yelling and screaming, I for 'em
A world that's why we pack heaters
Listening to preacher as he tryna reach us
I'mma need to go back, I to get 'em
and forth in these streets, that's the rhythm
Revenge is supposed to be the Lord's but I use my own
When I seen him on the porch, my man his life, I can't afford not to hit him
ripping through his true religion denim
These was my religion
I stood over him, his life is over
Now these got me locked up with older men
Thought these was the keys for me to a Benz
They ended up being the for my life to end

Help me get, get the keys to the (yeah) ooh (sing)
Help me get, get the to the kingdom (yeah) ooh
And the say (oh yes) and the people say (my Lord) and we all say (ah, aah oh)
And the say (oh yes) and the people say (my Lord) and we all say (ah, aah oh)

My ain't straight, my fam ain't straight
Ain't wanna push kis, heaven wait
I was hurtin', get no work
You created me from dust, that's why I did
You said the last shall be first
Now I'm in a hearse, what's this really worth?
My whole life I had to worry eatin'
I ain't have time to think about what I in
When the days of the for Chicago gon' come?
I'm coming like the Prodigal Son, and I got a son
And I don't want my waves following him, the streets him
And I don't no hollows in him, his momma said she see his father in him
Hope it's the good things, 'til life was over is when I understood
Standing at the gates 'cause I know you've forgiven what done
I'm your son, do I the keys to get in?

Help me get, get the keys to the (yeah) ooh (sing)
me get, get the keys to the kingdom (yeah) ooh

Sweet Jesus, tell the polices to let a nigga breathe
My father see, got a shipment by the seas
See my niggas tryna eat, eat whatever's on plate
Save some for me, the things in life come sitting six feet
Tryna hop the to heaven 'cause I couldn't get a key
But these niggas play for keeps and I hold my own
Tryna watch my back 'cause these stripes free
We still wading in the water, cocaine, blunts, in the water
Lean and took a puff and then she gave it to my
Used to take the bullets out so I play with the revolver
Satan serenading since I was a toddler
'em talk is cheap, niggas living for the dollar
So in God we trust, leave the praying to my though
Another motherfucker out of control, just walking my low
Lit up with the abuse, wasn't for show, I promise every pistol was used
See I was waking up afraid to see my on the news
Broad day, been phased giving the blues
Nigga who you? They know me on the streets where I
If you ain't around here you get gunned down here
Make the best from the on the quest for them keys
To the

Help me get, get the keys to the (yeah) ooh (sing)
Help me get, get the to the kingdom (yeah) ooh
And the streets say (oh yes) and the say (my Lord) and we all say (ah, aah oh)
And the say (oh yes) and the people say (my Lord) and we all say (ah, aah oh)

me get, get the keys to the kingdom (yeah) ooh (sing)
Help me get, get the to the kingdom (yeah) ooh
And the say (oh yes) and the people say (my Lord) and we all say (ah, aah oh)
And the say (oh yes) and the people say (my Lord) and we all say (ah, aah oh)

me get, get the keys to the kingdom (yeah) ooh (sing)
Help me get, get the to the kingdom (yeah) ooh
And the say (oh yes) and the people say (my Lord) and we all say (ah, aah oh)
And the streets say (oh yes) and the say (my Lord) and we all say (ah, aah oh)