Luyện nghe bài hát Blind Threats

Right, uh, uh shit every day, homie
Lord forgive me for all my sins
Yeah, nigga up to the same shit everyday, homie
Walk through the of the shadow of death
No rules,

Washing my sins off in water
Feel the Bible told me lies as I pray to 'em
Kneel down, put my faith in 'em, will you me?
But if God help me, this gun will, I swear I'm gon' find my way

Uh, four corners, cat and chase, got cheese to catch
High on on some drug, I'm Cadet
Dreaming I don't up on the block no more
Trapping trying to it out this obstacle
Life on the edge, a block away
Pretty Snow White turned eight
that base, no Dr. Dre
Uh, who in the building?
Bucket hat with a like the pilgrim uh
Kneeling down some questions to address like
Why the ones who the worst sins live the best?
The 10 commandments, I can five checks
But I flaws, the Bible preaching blind threats
held me down, got faith in a Pyrex
Faith in a four-five, I call it the
Sewer full of drugs when the toilet from the cop raid
All can relate, from the to the wall from niggas to compadres
When the sun go down, I'm a heatwave, forecast your whole body
Heat on, full of homi's, I just pray that the Lord got me

Uh but if God don't help me, this gun will, I I'm gon' find my way
Mic check, mic check, mic check, (La la, la la, la low, la la, la la low)
But if God won't help me, gun will, I swear I'm gon' find my way

Aim that, that, pledge allegiance
mine, kill yours, make it even
Soul need saving, Mr.
I know I come around when it's Easter
Funerals, Thanksgiving, Christmas
When I'm in jail or my card declined
Uh, will you me?
me out of Hell and make plans for me?
Misery company, ain't a surprise
It was just me and my niggas, we was to survive
But we would never it out alive
Shit we living to die,
Hope to get to heaven 'til day arrive
through the ally, hope the bullet don't collide
Car window shattered, on my right side
bark in the backyard, rootin' for me
Out of shape belly, of 40
Spoiled only child, baby boy
jacket on from back in the day
Praying that the come and take me away

Uh but if God don't me, this gun will, I swear I'm gon' find my way
Mic check, mic check, mic check, (La la, la la, la low, la la, la la low)
But if God help me, this gun will, I swear I'm gon' find my way

Ey yo fish sandwiches bread, dry snaking
Black Lincoln, burgundy Mac, I clap a
Caught me in the airport gust I was thinkin'
On how to stay and get bills with my acquaintances
Yeah, is the issue, I diss you
It's no problem at all, yo, the on the pistol
'Cause I'm a suit king
Cooling at the gambling with a screwed face grin
No bet, we stay winning, play it again, yo
Put the bone in your jaw, now say it
Round knife, fork, under the tents, coming to
Get out the way or let the shotty
Revenge who make the events iller
This is more realer, snatch you right up out of the
The Wu wheelers who up, coupes knows the truth
You know the woopty-woop, solo or group I kill