Luyện nghe bài hát Kingdom

me get, get the keys to the kingdom, ooh
Help me get, get the 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 yelling and screaming, I hurt for 'em
A cold world that's why we heaters
Listening to this as he tryna reach us
I'mma need to go back, I to get 'em
Back and forth in streets, that's the rhythm
Revenge is supposed to be the Lord's but I use my own
I seen him on the porch, cost my man his life, I can't afford not to hit him
Shots through his true religion denim
These streets was my
I stood over him, his life is over
Now these keys got me up with older men
Thought these was the for me to roll a Benz
They up being the keys for my life to end

Help me get, get the to the kingdom (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)

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

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

Sweet Lord Jesus, tell the polices to let a breathe
My father see, got a shipment by the seas
See my niggas eat, eat whatever's on your plate
Save some for me, the worst things in life sitting six feet
Tryna hop the gate to 'cause I couldn't get a key
But these niggas play for and I gotta hold my own
Tryna watch my 'cause these stripes ain't free
We still in the water, cocaine, blunts, marinating in the water
Lean and took a puff and then she gave it to my
Used to the bullets out so I could play with the revolver
Satan ever since I was a toddler
Tell 'em is cheap, niggas living for the dollar
So in God we trust, the praying to my momma though
motherfucker out of control, just walking my soles low
Lit up with the abuse, they wasn't for show, I promise every pistol was
See I was waking up afraid to see my name on the
Broad day, phased giving niggas the blues
Nigga who you? know me on the streets where I grew
If you ain't from around here you get gunned here
Make the best from the least on the quest for keys
To the

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)

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