Luyện nghe bài hát Kingdom

Help me get, get the 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

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

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

My money ain't straight, my fam ain't
Ain't wanna push kis, couldn't wait
I was hurtin', couldn't get no
You created me from dust, why I did dirt
You said that the last shall be
Now I'm in a hearse, what's cash really worth?
My life I had to worry about eatin'
I ain't have time to think about I believe in
the days of the kingdom for Chicago gon' come?
I'm coming back like the Son, and I got a son
And I don't want my following him, the streets swallowing him
And I don't want no in him, his momma said she see his father in him
Hope it's the good things, 'til life was over is I understood things
Standing at the gates 'cause I you've forgiven what I've done
I'm your son, do I have the 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 nigga
My sinning father see, got a shipment by the
See my niggas tryna eat, eat whatever's on your
Save for me, the worst things in life come sitting six feet
Tryna hop the gate to heaven I couldn't get a key
But these niggas for keeps and I gotta hold my own
watch my back 'cause these stripes ain't free
We wading in the water, cocaine, blunts, marinating in the water
Lean and took a and then she gave it to my father
Used to take the bullets out so I could play the revolver
Satan serenading since I was a toddler
'em talk is cheap, niggas living for the dollar
So in God we trust, the praying to my momma though
Another out of control, just walking my soles 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 name on the
Broad day, been phased giving niggas the
Nigga who you? They me on the streets where I grew
If you ain't from around here you get down here
Make the best from the least on the for them keys
To the

me get, get the keys to the kingdom (yeah) ooh (sing)
Help me get, get the keys to the (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 streets say (oh yes) and the 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)

Help me get, get the keys to the (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 streets say (oh yes) and the say (my Lord) and we all say (ah, aah oh)