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Black Child

The Fast and the Furious soundtrack

  rap  hip-hop  murder inc  the murderers  wxxl
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Текст песни Black Child - The Fast and the Furious soundtrack

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[Black Child]Ghetto gospelAll thugs gotta prayHear me Lord, yoIf killin niggaz is wrong, God forgive me for my sinsand all my evil thoughts like fuckin my girlfriendsGod bless my family, and the bitch I bagged in the Camryand any extra guns that come in handyNot to play but pray for things that`s corruptBut the Lord knows this world, is all fucked up (uh-huh)In God`s eyes, every nigga is created equalTo some crackers, we evil cause we livin lethal (Fuck `em!)And anything we gots to get, gotsta get got NIGGAEven if somebody, gotsta get shot NIGGAWhy not? A whole lot of thugs died on my blockAnd I see the killer`s still free, so fuck cops! (Fuck `em)We got no love for the Lord, that`s why we pack gatsWhen them shots pop, bitch cops, where they at? (uh-huh)Probably somewhere, at Dunkin Donutswhile Black Child got niggaz on the corner with they hands cuffed[Chorus: Black Child]Now let me load my heat, before I go to sleepAnd pray to God I don`t end up six feet deepCause if I die, before I wakeLet me die on some pape`s and all my niggaz at my wakeI said, if I die, before I wakeLet me die on some pape`s and all my bitches at my wake[Black Child]God, please forgive me for all my sins Lord, please - Psalms 23The Lord is my sheppard and the gun`s my weaponReppin my upper sections (yeah) they blessed with protection (nigga)It`s nothin on this earth, that my soul should warnCopped a house, a big Benz, all my friends puff bluntsNigga we lust to bust, and guns we trustThe gods copped me a path, now that`s right-eousI`m tight cause my peeps was breathin they last breathWhere we was, bubblin, in the, valley of deathI went to jail and end up bein the last nigga leftNow I, fear no evil and hear no evilJust threw the silencer, on my Desert EagleNigga to free my people, I`m prepared for the enemyAnd thugs who won`t pull out and put slugs up in meLord gave me the energy, now pass the HennessyWord to God, all y`all niggaz is gon` remember meHeh, Black Child, Black Child[Chorus][Black Child]Shit, if I dieLord, have mercy - street niggaz prayNow let me hit the streets so my kids could eatCompton! Oakland! Inglewood! Long Beach!All the thugs in the street got love for meHollis! South Side! B.K.! Q.B.!I don`t give a fuck nigga, I die for I-N-CAnd ride for, e`ybody that`ll ride for meAll my bitches out there that gave me slow nizziewhen bottles of Remi, keep `em so pissy[Chorus][Black Child]There`s no lookin backWord to GodBless all my hood people, all my good people..Aight c`mon nigga, let`s go..

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