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 my hood on
My homie to rap, he was about to get put on
At his funeral, listening to this song
His yelling and screaming, I hurt for 'em
A cold world that's why we heaters
Listening to this preacher as he reach us
I'mma need to go back, I to get 'em
Back and in these streets, that's the rhythm
Revenge is supposed to be the but I use my own accord
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 stood him, his life is over then
Now these keys got me locked up with men
these was the keys for me to roll a Benz
They ended up the keys for my life to end

Help me get, get the 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)

My ain't straight, my fam ain't straight
Ain't wanna push kis, couldn't wait
I was hurtin', get no work
You created me from dust, why I did dirt
You said that the last be first
Now I'm in a hearse, what's cash really worth?
My whole life I had to worry eatin'
I ain't have time to think 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 following him, the swallowing him
And I don't want no in him, his momma said she see his father in him
Hope it's the good things, life was over is when I understood things
Standing at the gates 'cause I know you've forgiven what I've
I'm your son, do I 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 Lord Jesus, the polices to let a nigga breathe
My sinning father see, got a by the seas
See my niggas eat, eat whatever's on your plate
Save some for me, the things in life come sitting six feet
Tryna hop the to heaven 'cause I couldn't get a key
But these play for keeps and I gotta hold my own
Tryna watch my back 'cause stripes ain't free
We still wading in the water, cocaine, blunts, marinating in the
Lean and took a puff and she gave it to my father
Used to take the bullets out so I could with the revolver
Satan ever since I was a toddler
Tell 'em talk is cheap, niggas living for the
So in God we trust, leave the praying to my though
Another motherfucker out of control, just my soles 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 name on the
Broad day, phased giving niggas the blues
Nigga who you? They know me on the streets where I
If you ain't from around here you get down here
Make the best from the least on the quest for them
To the

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 say (oh yes) and the people 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)

Help me get, get the to the kingdom (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)