Luyện nghe bài hát Cadillac On 22's

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

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

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

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

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