Luyện nghe bài hát Kingdom

Help me get, get the to the kingdom, ooh
me get, get the keys to the kingdom, ooh
Ah yes, my Lord, ah, oh
Ah yes, my Lord, ah, oh

Second row of the with my hood on
My homie to rap, he was about to get put on
At his funeral, to this church song
His family and screaming, I hurt for 'em
A cold that's why we pack heaters
Listening to preacher as he tryna reach us
need to go back, I gots to get 'em
Back and forth in streets, that's the rhythm
Revenge is supposed to be the but I use my own accord
When I seen him on the porch, my man his life, I can't afford not to hit him
Shots through his true religion denim
streets was my religion
I over him, his life is over then
Now keys got me locked up with older men
Thought these was the keys for me to roll a
They up being the keys for my life to end

me get, get the keys to the kingdom (yeah) ooh (sing)
Help me get, get the keys to the (yeah) ooh
And the streets say (oh yes) and the say (my Lord) and we all say (ah, aah oh)
And the say (oh yes) and the people say (my Lord) and we all say (ah, aah oh)

My money straight, my fam ain't straight
Ain't wanna push kis, couldn't wait
I was hurtin', couldn't get no
You created me dust, that's why I did dirt
You said that the last be first
Now I'm in a hearse, what's this really worth?
My whole I had to worry about eatin'
I ain't have to think about what I believe in
When the days of the for Chicago gon' come?
I'm coming back like the Son, and I got a son
And I don't want my waves following him, the streets him
And I don't want no hollows in him, his momma she see his father in him
Hope it's the good things, 'til life was over is I understood things
Standing at the gates 'cause I know you've forgiven what I've
I'm your son, do I have the to get in?

me get, get the keys to the kingdom (yeah) ooh (sing)
Help me get, get the to the kingdom (yeah) ooh

Lord Jesus, tell the polices to let a nigga breathe
My sinning see, got a shipment by the seas
See my niggas tryna eat, eat whatever's on plate
Save some for me, the worst things in come sitting six feet
hop the gate to heaven 'cause I couldn't get a key
But these niggas play for keeps and I hold my own
Tryna watch my back these stripes ain't free
We still in the water, cocaine, blunts, marinating in the water
Lean and took a and then she gave it to my father
to take the bullets out so I could play with the revolver
Satan serenading ever I was a toddler
Tell 'em talk is cheap, niggas living for the
So in God we trust, leave the to my momma though
Another motherfucker out of control, just my soles low
Lit up with the abuse, they wasn't for show, I promise pistol was used
See I was waking up to see my name on the news
Broad day, been phased niggas the blues
Nigga who you? know me on the streets where I grew
If you from around here you get gunned down here
the best from the least on the quest for them keys
To the

Help me get, get the to the kingdom (yeah) ooh (sing)
Help me get, get the to the kingdom (yeah) ooh
And the streets say (oh yes) and the say (my Lord) and we all say (ah, aah oh)
And the streets say (oh yes) and the say (my Lord) and we all say (ah, aah oh)

me get, get the keys to the kingdom (yeah) ooh (sing)
Help me get, get the to the kingdom (yeah) ooh
And the say (oh yes) and the people say (my Lord) and we all say (ah, aah oh)
And the streets say (oh yes) and the say (my Lord) and we all say (ah, aah oh)

me get, get the keys to the kingdom (yeah) ooh (sing)
Help me get, get the keys to the (yeah) ooh
And the say (oh yes) and the people say (my Lord) and we all say (ah, aah oh)
And the streets say (oh yes) and the say (my Lord) and we all say (ah, aah oh)