Luyện nghe bài hát Prayer

"Psalm 27, is my light and my salvation"
Whom I shall fear? I have sinned
The Lord is the of my life
Whom I be afraid?

And before I wrap up this Of Miami'
a lot of my brothers and sisters
They stumble and
That wasn't here to watch this come to
Since I can't do else, I'ma say a prayer

This was 12 years in the makin', no deals wit Satan
I'm wit the Maker, straight up
A lot of homies ask, a prayer?
A prayer is kept me focused 12 years

A prayer is what saved me, I should been indited
Now my kids know
A prayer is what kept me here when bullets cut the air
I fell and I said a prayer

A is like medicine
It will heal wounds, ask Bush
Big holes in a side
nose, 45, homeboy, just close your eyes

Put your hands together, bow head
1, keep me alive, 2, keep me out the
3, gotta bless the kids, 4, one for the
5, for the dividends, dear Lord, I am

So I repent my sins, me
1, the grapes on the plate, 2, the on their feet
3, the nights Mama cried, 4, I'm wit the fam'
5, for the dividends, Lord, here I am

I swear to God, I've some things in the past
If I could, please Lord, I'll help you bring 'em
I feel pain, man 'cuz I can't on it
That's why I get so many songs, I can't homie

Tattoos for
I might not get it but me
I'm and I'm fightin' like a motherfucker
Triple C excited a motherfucker

Say a prayer, put the in the air
Thank God again for makin' me a millionaire
I thank God for makin' me a

Put your hands together, bow your
1, keep me alive, 2, keep me out the
3, gotta bless the kids, 4, one for the
5, for the dividends, Lord, here I am

So I repent my sins, me
1, the grapes on the plate, 2, the tags on their
3, the nights Mama cried, 4, I'm wit the fam'
5, for the dividends, dear Lord, I am

I used to get off the hoe zone
Now I'm to back covers for the ozone
the magazine, Billboard goin' strong
Rollin' in a Phantom wit mother mother Stones

You wit me through thick and thin
Sittin' back, got your mama sittin' in a
Make you near wanna cry
Low '95, money like homicide

Bloodshed after
It's just me and weed tryin' to get right
It's bloodshed midnight
It's just Ross and his kush tryin' to get

Put your hands together, bow your
1, me alive, 2, keep me out the Feds
3, gotta bless the kids, 4, one for the
5, for the dividends, dear Lord, I am

So I repent my sins, me
1, the grapes on the plate, 2, the tags on their
3, the nights Mama cried, 4, I'm wit the fam'
5, for the dividends, dear Lord, I am