Luyện nghe bài hát Dark Side

Ghetto gospel, all thugs pray, hear me Lord, yo

If killin' is wrong, God forgive me for my sins
And all my evil like fuckin' my girlfriends
God my family and the bitch I bagged in the Camry
And any extra guns that come in

Not to play but pray for things that's
But the Lord knows this is all fucked up
In eyes, every nigga is created equal
To crackers, we evil 'cause we livin' lethal

And anythin' we to get, gots to get got nigga
if somebody, gots to get shot nigga
Why not? A whole lot of thugs on my block
And I see the killer's free, so fuck cops

We got no love for the Lord, that's why we gats
When them shots pop, bitch cops, They at?
Probably somewhere at Donuts
While black child got niggaz on the corner with hands cuffed

Now let me my heat before I go to sleep
And pray to God, I don't end up six feet
'Cause if I die, before I wake, let me die on some
And all my niggaz at my wake, I said, if I die before I
Let me die on some papers and all my at my wake

God, please forgive me for all my sins, Lord
Psalms 23, the Lord is my and the gun's my weapon
Reppin' my upper sections, blessed with protection
It's nothin' on this that my soul should warn

Copped a house, a big Benz, all my friends blunts
Nigga, we lust to bust and we trust
The God's copped me a path, now that's
I'm tight my peeps was breathin' they last breath

we was, bubblin' in the valley of death
I went to jail and end up bein' the last left
Now, I no evil and hear no evil
Just the silencer on my Desert Eagle

Nigga to my people, I'm prepared for the enemy
And who won't pull out and put slugs up in me
Lord gave me the energy, now the Hennessy
Word to God, all y'all is gonna remember me

Hey, black child, black child, now let me load my
Before I go to sleep and pray to God, I don't end up six feet
'Cause if I die, I wake, let me die on some papers
And all my niggaz at my wake, I said, if I die I wake
Let me die on some papers and all my bitches at my

Shit, if I die Lord, mercy, street niggaz pray
Now let me hit the streets so my could eat
Compton, Oakland, Inglewood, beach
All the thugs in the street got for me
Hollis, Side, B.K., Q.B.

I don't a fuck nigga, I die for I N C
And for everybody that'll ride for me
All my bitches out that gave me slow nizzie
Make bottles of remi, 'em so pissy

Now let me load my before I go to sleep
And pray to God, I don't end up six feet
'Cause if I die, before I wake, let me die on some
And all my niggaz at my wake, I said, if I die I wake
Let me die on some papers and all my at my wake

Word to god, bless all my people, all my good people
Alright, nigga, let's go