Luyện nghe bài hát Dark Side

Ghetto gospel, all thugs gotta pray, 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 guns that come in handy

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

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

We got no love for the Lord, that's why we gats
When them shots pop, bitch cops, where at?
Probably somewhere at Donuts
black child got niggaz on the corner with they hands cuffed

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 some
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

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

a house, a big Benz, all my friends puff blunts
Nigga, we lust to and guns we trust
The God's me a path, now that's righteous
I'm tight 'cause my peeps was breathin' they last

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

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

Hey, child, black child, now let me load my heat
Before I go to and pray to God, I don't end up six feet deep
if I die, before 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 papers and all my bitches 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 thugs in the got love for me
Hollis, Side, B.K., Q.B.

I don't give a nigga, I die for I N C
And ride for everybody that'll for me
All my out there that gave me slow nizzie
Make bottles of remi, keep 'em so

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, 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 bitches at my

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