Luyện nghe bài hát One on One

Make you put the autotune on
Yeah,
Murda on the beat so it's not

If I could talk to god a real nigga one on one, I'd tell him
Need my homeboys back, and a couple niggas jailin'
niggas convicted felons
I like the but I don't trust the reverend
been absent in my presence
And am I wrong if I my weapon?
Yeah, I my prayers, I got my blessings
I'm stressing so I'm finessing
holding back, these my confessions
If I could talk to god a real nigga one on one, I'd ask him
I see my career goin' to the next level but my goin' backwards
I can't the street shit, still on the beef shit
Every time I try to do the right thing niggas think I'm on some sweet
Then I had to get them choppers out
I tried to Lord
Forgive me for my sins, once and once
Somebody got to die,
I'm like why
They I'm blood, they think I'm vice Lord
I'm shit 'cause I'm paranoid like my homeboys
Is they right Lord? Is they foul
Real shit I'll take 'em out

If I could talk to god one on one like a nigga I'd say
Lord you please keep me far away from the fake?
Lord, can you teach me? please me the way
Lord, can you teach me? show me the way, yeah

Lil Dora seen me a strap, ask me, daddy, what is that?
Lil son asked me 'bout Cecil, told him he ain't coming
My bitch in, asked me why we had to buy a bulletproof
Told 'em gangster baby, one thing about it is I ain't
Never hire security 'cause I don't know they gon' do or not
Wondering is they shoot or not
Interview how many niggas you done shot?
Old in the neighborhood said I'm the devil, she a damn liar
See me bustin' that fire, protect the guys from the other side
Man I love these lil niggas like my brothers
If any niggas come and touch 'em, I to god it'll crush 'em
I can't let that happen, 'fore I ever started
All that shit I be about, I was doin' that shit in the hood
With all the I be talkin' 'bout
If I could talk to god like a real nigga, ask him please give me back
give me Big G and Poochy, then Pinot
Shit Lord, I ain't over 'em
the tears come it be pourin'
I know this rap my blessin' when I ain't in the hood shit be gettin' borin'
I'm so used to hustlin', I'm so used to thuggin', I don't know how to it
Grab all my chains, hop in the Lambo and just floor it,

If I could talk to god one on one like a real I'd say
Lord will you please keep me far away the fake?
Lord, can you teach me? show me the way
Lord, can you me? please show me the way, yeah

I used to pray to god to get a million dollars and a Bentley
When I was dead broke I didn't have a dollar and I didn't a fuck
I ran off on the plug twice, he ain't pickin' up
When we run 'em when we put it to 'em like give it up
Run it, my nigga, we so one hundred my nigga, only a few of us
Talkin' to god, tryna decide if life really meant for the two of us
'cause niggas is shady, I tuck the
You thought I was slippin', I him up
Snap on that nigga, no up
I got the A and I it up
Touchin' city, no tour bus
they drippin' like water
Have it your way it's Burger King
Nigga can I take your
We work like it's Medellin
I'm turnin' in the four-door
for the D's and the tourists
Prayin' we get caught up, god bless

If I talk to god one on one like a real nigga I'd say
Lord will you please keep me far away from the
Lord, can you teach me? show me the way
Lord, can you teach me? please me the way, yeah