Luyện nghe bài hát Cadillac On 22's Part 2

It's gon' be aight (ohh)
one's for you, yeah!
on 22s...
Pimp my voice and mack beats.

- repeat 2x]
on 22s
I did nothing in my life but stayed true
Pimp my voice and mack beats and
Pray to the for these Mississippi streets, hey!

God I that we pimp
God I know we wrong
God I why she talk about Moet all of my songs

I know kids are listening
I know I'm here for a
But it's so to get 'em wit 22 rims all glisten
I know these are talking
Lord I do right
I tried to fight but demons
they comp at me at
my momma, my daddy, my girl and all my boys
I lost Rachelle but I guess I got the whining Roy
My couzins sweet, momma lay Jason
I'm praying for swacking my
heart is impatient
'em off them drugs, far away 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 wrong wit balling
But my soul is just stelly balling
And the sex and the dead, and the jail
God I'm stacking my but will I end up in hell?

Lord they hum Jones
Lord they hum Johnson
Lord I wanna back but I'm
so sick of bouncing
Lord I'm sick of jumping, Lord
please me something
My folks dumping my music,
but I feel nothing
My is stelly pumping
My is stelly breaking
I feel like I'm faking, man
I'm so sick of
Maybe 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 wasn't in the first place
this first base, God knocked
the ball up out the
So we can come home world right
here is feeling so
Feeling so cold, Lord I'm so old
I dunno if I can take this right here no more
22 inch on the 'Lac
I that was yo footprint in the
sand carrying us on yo

(2x)]