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

Help me get, get the keys to the (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)

My money straight, my fam ain't straight
Ain't wanna kis, heaven couldn't wait
I was hurtin', get no work
You created me from dust, why I did dirt
You said that the shall be first
Now I'm in a hearse, what's this cash really
My whole life I had to worry about
I ain't have time to about what I believe in
When the days of the kingdom for gon' come?
I'm coming back the Prodigal 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 said she see his 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 what I've done
I'm son, do I have the keys 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 in life come sitting six feet
hop the gate to heaven 'cause I couldn't get a key
But niggas play for keeps and I gotta hold my own
Tryna watch my back 'cause these stripes ain't
We still wading in the water, cocaine, blunts, marinating in the
Lean and took a puff and then she it to my father
Used to the bullets out so I could play with the revolver
Satan serenading ever since I was a
Tell 'em talk is cheap, living for the dollar
So in God we trust, leave the praying to my momma
motherfucker out of control, just walking my soles low
Lit up with the abuse, they wasn't for show, I promise every was used
See I was waking up to see my name on the news
Broad day, phased giving niggas the blues
Nigga who you? They know me on the where I grew
If you from around here you get gunned down here
Make the best from the least on the quest for 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 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)

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