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 used to rap, he was about to get put on
At his funeral, listening to this church
His yelling and screaming, I hurt for 'em
A world that's why we pack heaters
Listening to this as he tryna reach us
I'mma to go back, I gots to get 'em
Back and forth in these streets, the rhythm
Revenge is to be the Lord's but I use my own accord
When I him on the porch, cost my man his life, I can't afford not to hit him
Shots ripping his true religion denim
streets was my religion
I stood over him, his life is then
Now these keys got me locked up with men
Thought these was the keys for me to roll a
They ended up being the for my life to end

Help me get, get the 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 streets say (oh yes) and the 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 from dust, that's why I did
You said that the last shall be
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
the days of the kingdom for Chicago gon' come?
I'm coming back the Prodigal Son, and I got a son
And I don't want my waves him, the streets swallowing 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 when I understood
Standing at the gates 'cause I you've forgiven what I've done
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

Sweet Jesus, tell the polices to let a nigga breathe
My sinning father see, got a shipment by the
See my niggas tryna eat, eat whatever's on your
Save some for me, the worst things in life 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 'cause these stripes free
We still wading in the water, cocaine, blunts, in the water
Lean and took a and then she gave it to my father
Used to take the bullets out so I could with the revolver
Satan serenading since I was a toddler
Tell 'em talk is cheap, niggas living for the
So in God we trust, leave the praying to my momma
Another motherfucker out of control, just walking my low
Lit up with the abuse, wasn't for show, I promise every pistol was used
See I was waking up afraid to see my on the news
day, been phased giving niggas the blues
Nigga who They know me on the streets where I grew
If you ain't from around you get gunned down here
Make the 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 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)

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 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 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)