Luyện nghe bài hát Forgive Me Father

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There's a lot of money here
(Ha ha ha)
Ha ha ha
(Ha ha ha)
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Uuh uuh uuh
That's word to
(Yeah)

I'm
I don't know what the is wrong with these nigga's man
Maybe I'm eatin' and these bastards fiend for my grub
(Ooh)
I pumps like I serve gasoline to these scrubs
Have you seen my Aston on dubs
(Ooh)
And they can't afford chrome so they puttin' vasoline on hubs
(Ha ha )
I'm lookin' for a girl a ass like Tina to rub
Take and let her watch the plasma screen in the tub
(Ooh)
These niggas hate I'm movin' so much and cream in the club
(Yeah)
And don't pass my on my bub
(All right)
But I'm a fly nigga that don't do much to her and dick her
(Aha)
Everyday I'm a tab and pullin' a sticker
(Uhh)
I'm switchin' the tags and pullin' up sicker
(Yea)
Every K I'm loadin' the mags with bullets to
(Brrr brrr)
And I ain't hesitatin' I'm pullin' it quicker
(Brrr brrr)
So you can act after a few pulls on some liquor
(Uhh)
You gotta it on nigga's
(Uhh)
And they won't be goin' for a while
(Uhh)
They as well pull out a snicker
You could

me father for I have sinned
But look at all money that I spend
And look at all jewelry that I'm in
And look at all the that I've been
And look at all the in those brims
at the blue flames that I'm in
I look at all the that there's been
And if I had another I'd do it again, nigga

Hey anywhere the kid move you know the be with me
(Yeah)
out the shirt like a Pamela Lee titty
(Aha)
I went on tour the samples of D with me
(Yo)
Came back a month bought a lambo for three fifty
(Ha ha)
I throw you grams if you read with me
Just 'cause you see me on the with P Diddy
(Uh uh)
(Haa haa)
we p driddy now I got G with me
(Ha ha)
(Yo)
Along with the third leg that I be rammin' in these
I keep the revolver you hope my jam
(You my gun'll jam)
But the soap it's gonna blame
There put freckles on your face like O P Cunningham
That's why I'm by the feds and scoped by Uncle Sam
(Yeah)
Dope and hun'ed grams rope and grams
(Yeah)
(Uh)
At the same time our artist get to summer jam
(Uhh)
Hope you understand or use sense
(Uh)
These nigga's want no beef they want lawsuit settlements nigga
(Uh uh uh)

Forgive me father for I sinned
But look at all money that I spend
And look at all jewelry that I'm in
And look at all the places that I've
And look at all the women in those
Look at the flames that I'm in
I look at all the bullshit there's been
And if I had chance I'd do it again, nigga

I'm in a with em passin' by ya
(Yeah)
With a girl who suck harder than Maggie on a pacifier
(Oh)
What I'm smokin'll have you Aggie as your supplier
(Oh yeah)
When you can smell it the bag you know that's some fire
(Yeah)
Gettin' stressed by these is regular
(Aha)
I got a to press to your body like editor's
(Aha)
Test me I'm beggin' ya
(C'mon)
I got the gatlin' gun like the body in predator
(C'mon)
(Yeah)
I'm a hustler I don't no rocks to the fiends now
(Aha)
I got dudes who sit on corners like a between rounds
(Aha)
Any other dude who rocks want beef
(What)
'Cause I chop bigger than Chris rock front teef
(Haa)
I'm the nigga tearin' the up in your miss
(Yeah)
In exchange for a cup of the Cris
(Ha ha)
And while you at probation fillin' a cup full of piss
(Aha aha)
I'm in a coupe a roof that ball up like a fist
(Catch up)

me father for I have sinned
But look at all this money I spend
And look at all this jewelry I'm in
And at all the places that I've been
And look at all the women in brims
Look at the blue that I'm in
I at all the bullshit that there's been
And if I had chance I'd do it again, nigga

Thats right I'll do it nigga
(Uuh, yeah)
I'm a mother fuckin' ghetto nigga
(Uuh uhh uh)
storm, street family, we here

(Uuh uh)
Young G's,
(Uu uh)
(Yeah)
Get this money man
It's a lot of fuckin' over here
(Yeah)
I know what the fuck you doin'
(Uuh, uuh, yeah)