Luyện nghe bài hát Dark Side

Ghetto gospel, all thugs pray, hear me Lord, yo

If niggaz is wrong, God forgive me for my sins
And all my thoughts like fuckin' my girlfriends
God bless my family and the I bagged in the Camry
And any extra that come in handy

Not to play but pray for things corrupt
But the Lord this world is all fucked up
In eyes, every nigga is created equal
To crackers, we evil 'cause we livin' lethal

And anythin' we gots to get, to get got nigga
Even if somebody, to get shot nigga
Why A whole lot of thugs died on my block
And I see the killer's still free, so fuck

We got no love for the Lord, that's why we pack
When them pop, bitch cops, where They at?
Probably somewhere at Donuts
While black child got niggaz on the corner they hands cuffed

Now let me my heat before I go to sleep
And to God, I don't end up six feet deep
if I die, before I wake, let me die on some papers
And all my at my wake, I said, if I die before I wake
Let me die on papers and all my bitches at my wake

God, please forgive me for all my sins, please
Psalms 23, the is my Sheppard and the gun's my weapon
Reppin' my upper sections, blessed with protection
nothin' on this Earth that my soul should warn

Copped a house, a big Benz, all my friends puff
Nigga, we lust to and guns we trust
The God's copped me a path, now that's
I'm tight 'cause my peeps was they last breath

Where we was, bubblin' in the of death
I went to jail and end up bein' the last nigga
Now, I fear no evil and no evil
Just threw the silencer on my Desert

Nigga to free my people, I'm prepared for the
And who won't pull out and put slugs up in me
gave me the energy, now pass the Hennessy
Word to God, all niggaz is gonna remember me

Hey, black child, black child, now let me my heat
I go to sleep and pray to God, I don't end up six feet deep
'Cause if I die, before I wake, let me die on some
And all my niggaz at my wake, I said, if I die before I
Let me die on some papers and all my at my wake

Shit, if I die Lord, have mercy, street niggaz
Now let me hit the so my kids could eat
Compton, Oakland, Inglewood, long
All the thugs in the street got for me
Hollis, Side, B.K., Q.B.

I give a fuck nigga, I die for I N C
And ride for everybody ride for me
All my bitches out there that me slow nizzie
Make bottles of remi, keep 'em so

Now let me load my heat before I go to
And pray to God, I end up six feet deep
'Cause if I die, before I wake, let me die on papers
And all my at my wake, I said, if I die before I wake
Let me die on some papers and all my at my wake

to god, bless all my hood people, all my good people
Alright, c'mon nigga, go