Luyện nghe bài hát Dark Side

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

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

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

And anythin' we gots to get, gots to get got
Even if somebody, to get shot nigga
Why A whole lot of thugs died on my block
And I see the killer's still free, so fuck

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

Now let me load my before I go to sleep
And pray to God, I don't end up six feet
'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, please
Psalms 23, the Lord is my Sheppard and the gun's my
Reppin' my upper sections, they blessed 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 guns we
The God's me a path, now that's righteous
I'm tight 'cause my peeps was they last breath

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

Nigga to free my people, I'm for the enemy
And thugs who won't out and put slugs up in me
Lord me the energy, now pass the Hennessy
Word to God, all y'all is gonna remember me

Hey, black child, black child, 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 papers
And all my at my wake, I said, if I die before I wake
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, long
All the thugs in the street got for me
Hollis, Side, B.K., Q.B.

I give a fuck nigga, I die for I N C
And for everybody that'll ride for me
All my bitches out there that gave me nizzie
bottles of remi, keep 'em so pissy

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

Word to god, bless all my people, all my good people
Alright, nigga, let's go