Luyện nghe bài hát Georgia Plains (Holy Grounds)

This is what I want you to do,
Take shoes off
Goddamn ground is holy, I that

Give me Lord, Lord
me strength, give me strength
Give me strength

My choice was the streets, came natural to me
So I'm fishin', trouble
I'm out some shots from the doctor's gun
Got me trapped in this world under moon and sun

Shit fun or funny, fuck a smile, it's 'bout collectin' money
I'm tryin' to take better of my body this quarter
say drink more water but Bacardi got you bent in this bitch
Life sometimes is like steppin' in some fuckin' shit

Seven of tears in the game
Made me one of the smallest predictors on this Georgia
In the fields, in the hills, never no cotton
It's the nigga wit golden trigga

I'm seein' planes in the sky at night
Look UFO's, think they transportin' dem kilo's
The cartel has swelled out of proportion
On the corner we indorsin'

The street life is my life, scratchin' to on top
I'm it for my block, Atlanta
You betta have some game in yo'
You betta this southern slang

That's right, from East to Southwest
Southwest to East Point, know what it is
on in

I'm hearin' rumors about what yo' clique do
I up like it was cool and confronted his crew
I said, "Now one of y'all suppose to take me to school?"
If you see a lame nigga, nigga take his

I'm East Point, Atlanta, we don't fight by rules
You don't Cool Breeze or lil' Freddy Calhoun
In this place, the dirty south, hit ya for a lick
Sell you dreams, nice and it be a box of bricks

Most haters, imitators, think they know Cool
Ain't but a rat on my East Point cheese
I know it irritates yo' ears, how I chop trees?
You nothin' but a lame these EPV's

All my enemies who don't what they jumped in
If the doctor came through once, come through again
And when look and he ask me everybody is
didn't believe in your return so they ran for the hills

And I got that same pain in my chest
My stress, no cess and wear a Teflon vest
And these niggas try and test
Don't even know me or Georgia plains
Boy these are holy