Luyện nghe bài hát Dark Side

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

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

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

And anythin' we gots to get, gots to get got
Even if somebody, to get shot nigga
Why not? A lot of thugs died on my block
And I see the killer's still free, so cops

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

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

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

Copped a house, a big Benz, all my friends blunts
Nigga, we lust to bust and we trust
The copped me a path, now that's righteous
I'm tight 'cause my was breathin' they last breath

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

to free my people, I'm prepared for the enemy
And thugs who pull out and put slugs up in me
Lord gave me the energy, now pass the
Word to God, all y'all is gonna remember me

Hey, child, black child, now let me load 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 papers
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, niggaz pray
Now let me hit the streets so my could eat
Compton, Oakland, Inglewood, beach
All the in the street got love 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 my heat before I go to sleep
And pray to God, I don't end up six 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 and all my bitches at my wake

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