Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Have Mercy

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SWAT's, and 'gnac
Lil-bitty killas on the block, back the gat
Can't a day go by, one of these villains die
Won't try to this feelin', this concrete thang
It thrillin' niggas, it's killin' for
Meanin', niggas is for less, I guess
That I'm bring it to ya like it I S, the rest 'sposed to know
See crime, that get'cha time, to the do'

you hit 'em, get 'em
But yo' name up out they system
'Cuz that there sho' fuck up the rhythm of thangs
Called up, charge it to the
No your sittin' tryin' to explain
Simple-n-plain, but ain't finna be listenin'
You pre-trial detain to yo'
(Uh huh)
This situation ya tied in a knot
Lord have on the SWAT's

Lord have on me
is just how it's gone be
Niggas daily on them same corner that pay me
But that's the chain I'm gon' see

have mercy, on me
I'm doin' the best I can
But it's hard in my front
It's do or die out here, ya

I done seen these same, niggas squeeze
Lil-bitty triggers, now
(Uh huh)
niggas is, lil-bitty killers
(Uh huh)
Couldn'ta been no more than
(Uh unh)
Supplyin' fiends, shorties strictly dirty
(What?)

I sit on the porch and watch 'em flee from the
But the nighttime blind, and ain't no on the streets
(Shh)
law of the concrete
Better, never repeat, nothin' ya seen
(Uh unh)
He said he had to a killin'
(Uh huh)
That's how it go whodi, and take a livin' fo' sho'

He say he kill and again, he'll kick in the do'
(Yeah)
the lick, he trick a milli into mo'
(Yeah)
Nobody wit' him, he so low, when he creep
(Uh huh)
a glass Chevrolet, damn near see through
But they all 'cuz he learnt to walk
But he learnt to crawl, have mercy, Lord

Lord mercy on me
This is just how gone be
Niggas dying daily on them same that pay me
But that's the chain I'm gon' see

have mercy, on me
I'm the best that I can
But it's hard in my yard
It's do or die out here, ya

I get it in, I put the chamber under yo'
I play to win, stingy, I don't have no air to
I'm standin' still, 'bout I'm grill
Seville and steel real
Only millimeters away from my
Mighty knife, just not inconsiderate ice
You're contemplatin', contestin', please consider it
'Cuz I'm with the guy left after the drop of a dime

Or roll or roll down a bat, wonder what blow mind
I'm and Front Street Skeet
Got the snorters geeked-up and they keep runnin' to the plate
We get it on, get it out the pot
Get on the block, and get it
Raised up out of the factories, and then we sit it
Ya won't show, get out even if it's ice-cold
And slice O's as the rolls, shit
And may Lord have mercy on your soul

Lord mercy on me
I'm doin' the best I can
But hard in my front yard
do or die out here, ya understand?

Lord have on me
This is just how it's be
Niggas dying daily on same corner that pay me
But that's the only I'm gon' see

have mercy on me
I'm the best that I can
But hard in my front yard
It's do or die out here, ya