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
shall I be afraid?

And I wrap up this 'Port Of Miami'
There's a lot of my and sisters
stumble and fell
That wasn't here to watch this to pass
Since I can't do shit else, I'ma say a

was 12 years in the makin', no side 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 is what saved me, I should have been indited
Now my kids know
A prayer is kept me here when them bullets cut the air
I fell and I said a prayer

A prayer is medicine
It will heal wounds, ask Veterans
Big in a nigga's side
Snub nose, 45, homeboy, just close your

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

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

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

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

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

Put your together, bow your head
1, me alive, 2, keep me out the Feds
3, gotta the kids, 4, one for the fam'
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 Mama cried, 4, I'm thuggin' wit the fam'
5, for the dividends, dear Lord, I am

I to get stacks off the hoe zone
Now I'm back to covers for the ozone
[Incomprehensible] the magazine, Billboard strong
Rollin' in a Phantom wit mother Rolling Stones

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

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

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

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