Luyện nghe bài hát Kingdom

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

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

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

My ain't straight, my fam ain't straight
Ain't push kis, heaven couldn't wait
I was hurtin', get no work
You me from dust, that's why I did dirt
You that the last shall be first
Now I'm in a hearse, this cash 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 kingdom for Chicago gon'
I'm coming like the Prodigal Son, and I got a son
And I don't want my waves him, the streets swallowing him
And I want no hollows in him, his momma said she see his father in him
Hope it's the good things, 'til was over is when I understood things
Standing at the gates 'cause I know you've forgiven what done
I'm your son, do I the keys to get in?

Help me get, get the keys to the (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 by the seas
See my tryna eat, eat whatever's on your plate
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 wading in the water, cocaine, blunts, marinating in the water
Lean and a puff and then she gave it to my father
Used to the bullets out so I could play with the revolver
Satan ever since I was a toddler
Tell 'em talk is cheap, living for the dollar
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 for show, I promise every pistol was used
See I was waking up afraid to see my name on the
Broad day, been phased giving niggas the
Nigga who you? They know me on the streets where I
If you from around here you get gunned down here
Make the best from the least on the for them keys
To the

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