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[Black Child]<br />Ghetto gospel<br />All thugs gotta pray<br />Hear me Lord, yo<br /><br />If killin niggaz is wrong, God forgive me for my sins<br />and all my evil thoughts like fuckin my girlfriends<br />God bless my family, and the bitch I bagged in the Camry<br />and any extra guns that come in handy<br />Not to play but pray for things that's corrupt<br />But the Lord knows this world, is all fucked up (uh-huh)<br />In God's eyes, every nigga is created equal<br />To some crackers, we evil cause we livin lethal (Fuck 'em!)<br />And anything we gots to get, gotsta get got NIGGA<br />Even if somebody, gotsta get shot NIGGA<br />Why not? A whole lot of thugs died on my block<br />And I see the killer's still free, so fuck cops! (Fuck 'em)<br />We got no love for the Lord, that's why we pack gats<br />When them shots pop, bitch cops, where they at? (uh-huh)<br />Probably somewhere, at Dunkin Donuts<br />while Black Child got niggaz on the corner with they hands cuffed<br /><br />[Chorus: Black Child]<br />Now let me load my heat, before I go to sleep<br />And pray to God I don't end up six feet deep<br />Cause if I die, before I wake<br />Let me die on some pape's and all my niggaz at my wake<br />I said, if I die, before I wake<br />Let me die on some pape's and all my bitches at my wake<br /><br />[Black Child]<br />God, please forgive me for all my sins Lord, please - Psalms 23<br /><br />The Lord is my sheppard and the gun's my weapon<br />Reppin my upper sections (yeah) they blessed with protection (nigga)<br />It's nothin on this earth, that my soldiers wore<br />Copped a house, a big Benz, all my friends puff blunts<br />Nigga we lust to bust, and guns we trust<br />The gods copped me a path, now that's right-eous<br />I'm tight cause my peeps was breathin they last breath<br />Where we was, bubblin, in the, valley of death<br />I went to jail and end up bein the last nigga left<br />Now I, fear no evil and hear no evil<br />Just threw the silencer, on my Desert Eagle<br />Nigga to free my people, I'm prepared for the enemy<br />And thugs who won't pull out and put slugs up in me<br />Lord gave me the energy, now pass the Hennessy<br />Word to God, all y'all niggaz is gon' remember me<br />Heh, Black Child, Black Child<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />[Black Child]<br />Shit, if I die<br />Lord, have mercy - street niggaz pray<br /><br />Now let me hit the streets so my kids could eat<br />Compton! Oakland! Inglewood! Long Beach!<br />All the thugs in the street got love for me<br />Hollis! South Side! B.K.! Q.B.!<br />I don't give a fuck nigga, I die for I-N-C<br />And ride for, e'ybody that'll ride for me<br />All my bitches out there that gave me slow nizzie<br />when bottles of Remi, keep 'em so pissy<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />[Black Child]<br />There's no lookin back<br />Word to God<br />Bless all my hood people, all my good people..<br />Aight c'mon nigga, let's go..
Letra nueva de la canción
[Black Child]<br />Ghetto gospel<br />All thugs gotta pray<br />Hear me Lord, yo<br /><br />If killin niggaz is wrong, God forgive me for my sins<br />and all my evil thoughts like fuckin my girlfriends<br />God bless my family, and the bitch I bagged in the Camry<br />and any extra guns that come in handy<br />Not to play but pray for things that's corrupt<br />But the Lord knows this world, is all fucked up (uh-huh)<br />In God's eyes, every nigga is created equal<br />To some crackers, we evil cause we livin lethal (Fuck 'em!)<br />And anything we gots to get, gotsta get got NIGGA<br />Even if somebody, gotsta get shot NIGGA<br />Why not? A whole lot of thugs died on my block<br />And I see the killer's still free, so fuck cops! (Fuck 'em)<br />We got no love for the Lord, that's why we pack gats<br />When them shots pop, bitch cops, where they at? (uh-huh)<br />Probably somewhere, at Dunkin Donuts<br />while Black Child got niggaz on the corner with they hands cuffed<br /><br />[Chorus: Black Child]<br />Now let me load my heat, before I go to sleep<br />And pray to God I don't end up six feet deep<br />Cause if I die, before I wake<br />Let me die on some pape's and all my niggaz at my wake<br />I said, if I die, before I wake<br />Let me die on some pape's and all my bitches at my wake<br /><br />[Black Child]<br />God, please forgive me for all my sins Lord, please - Psalms 23<br /><br />The Lord is my sheppard and the gun's my weapon<br />Reppin my upper sections (yeah) they blessed with protection (nigga)<br />It's nothin on this earth, that my soldiers wore<br />Copped a house, a big Benz, all my friends puff blunts<br />Nigga we lust to bust, and guns we trust<br />The gods copped me a path, now that's right-eous<br />I'm tight cause my peeps was breathin they last breath<br />Where we was, bubblin, in the, valley of death<br />I went to jail and end up bein the last nigga left<br />Now I, fear no evil and hear no evil<br />Just threw the silencer, on my Desert Eagle<br />Nigga to free my people, I'm prepared for the enemy<br />And thugs who won't pull out and put slugs up in me<br />Lord gave me the energy, now pass the Hennessy<br />Word to God, all y'all niggaz is gon' remember me<br />Heh, Black Child, Black Child<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />[Black Child]<br />Shit, if I die<br />Lord, have mercy - street niggaz pray<br /><br />Now let me hit the streets so my kids could eat<br />Compton! Oakland! Inglewood! Long Beach!<br />All the thugs in the street got love for me<br />Hollis! South Side! B.K.! Q.B.!<br />I don't give a fuck nigga, I die for I-N-C<br />And ride for, e'ybody that'll ride for me<br />All my bitches out there that gave me slow nizzie<br />when bottles of Remi, keep 'em so pissy<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />[Black Child]<br />There's no lookin back<br />Word to God<br />Bless all my hood people, all my good people..<br />Aight c'mon nigga, let's go..
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