Luyện nghe bài hát Cadillac On 22's

It's be aight though (ohh)
This for you, yeah!
on 22s...
Pimp my and mack these beats..
Pray to the to the lord for these streets

- repeat 2x]
on 22s
I ain't did nothing in my life but stayed
Pimp my voice and mack beats and
Pray to the for these Mississippi streets, hey!

God I that we pimp
God I know that we
God I know why she talk about all of my songs
I know these kids are
I I'm here for a mission
But it's so hard to get 'em wit 22 all glisten
I these balls are talking
Lord I wanna do
I tried to fight but these they comp at me at night
my momma, my daddy, my girl and all my boys
I Rachelle but I guess I still got the whining Roy
My couzins sweet, momma lay Jason
Lord I'm praying for swacking my heart is still
Keep 'em off drugs, far away from thugs
still my hero but just a shell bed or what it was
Yeah smoking get a buzz, but God I hear ya
And shit wrong wit
But my soul is steadily falling
And the sex and the dead, and the jail
God I'm stacking my mail but will I end up in

Lord they hung Andre
Lord they hung Johnson
Lord I wanna back but I'm just so sick of bouncing
I'm sick of jumping, Lord just please tell me something
My folks still dumping my music, bumping but I nothing
My heart is steadily
My is steadily breaking
I feel like I'm faking, man
I'm so of taking
Maybe ain't a place meant for us to burn
Maybe Earth is telling a place for us to learn
Bout yo love, yo and grace
Sometimes I wish I born in the first place
Maybe this base, God knocked the ball up out the park
So we can come this world right here is feeling so dark
Feeling so cold, I'm feeling so old
I dunno if I can take this world here no more
22 inch on the 'Lac
I that was yo footprint in the sand carrying us on yo back

(2x)]