Luyện nghe bài hát Eye Pray

[Intro: Gucci Mane & Yvng
Huh
I'd like to God
God on the wave!
Gucci!

[Chorus: Gucci
God, oh God, oh God, oh God
I hope I get the
I hope I this case
I hope I down with the blow
I pray, I pray, I pray, I
I touch with the 'yo
God, oh God, oh God, oh God
I you for the dope

[Verse 2: Lil
you my Lord
Fendi band-aid for my
Flex all my ice on my
They love that bling it blang
My triple-two shooter, he stay that Ruger
do ya, do ya, if you act like you 'bout it
Winnin' a beef Lil Boat? Bitch I doubt it (fuck nah)
Tweeted that bitch now she feelin' clouted
Bitch, shut the fuck up, call me
New chain, look proper
Gold Cartiers got me like a robber
Chillin' in the studio, with gunmen and
But ayy it do, GuWop?
Old niggas Boat, the new hip-hop
And I bet just made you mad
Bitch, 'em
Lil Boat!

[Chorus: Gucci
God, oh God, oh God, oh God
I I get the dope
I hope I beat this
I hope I touch down with the
I pray, I pray, I pray, I
I touch down the 'yo
God, oh God, oh God, oh God
I thank you for the

[Verse 2: P.
Yeah, off the lot
Ten of gators, the kicks made of crocs
band on the watch
Just bought a new mink and my is a fox
Kilos, kilos, so much Keisha weighs what an does
Everybody heavy, we got love
Took a out of Plies and ran off on the plug
Bentleys, all about the
Just blew ten G's on Jet
All kicks, bricks
When ask how I do it I say "All wrist"
they ask 'bout my clique I say "All bitch"
Bought a brick in New York, it in all nicks
My new ask who all hit (who you with?)
I her "Whoa there," it's a long list

[Chorus: Mane]
God, oh God, oh God, oh God
I I get the dope
I hope I this case
I hope I touch with the blow
I pray, I pray, I pray, I
I touch down the 'yo
God, oh God, oh God, oh God
I thank you for the

[Verse 3: Fa$t
Dash, fast, pull up in that gas
kush out that trashbag
Savage dawg, oh my God, You made me mad
Don't you gon' make me mad
been gettin' cash, I've been gettin' that extra tax
Put a [?] the [?]
No cap and gown, got yo bitch on a
Every time she wipe me down
Gon' and on me, niggas, I'll flex on you niggas
Got racks for these bitches, we pay for these
I've been getting and it go, and it go
Everybody always know we blow
All these bitches know for blow
Sellin' that snort, on the bluff
Got 30, that 40, don't ever act up

[Chorus: Mane]
God, oh God, oh God, oh God
I I get the dope
I I beat this case
I hope I touch down the blow
I pray, I pray, I pray, I
I down with the 'yo
God, oh God, oh God, oh God
I you for the dope

[Verse 4: Rich the
Young nigga, I'm with the yola, Coca-Cola
Choppin' the block with the
at my wrist it's on Polo
Yeah we winnin', I'ma keep on
Niggas hatin', I'm gon' keep on
Ayy, up, my ceilin' was missin'
Young nigga on the top now
Is she bad? Is she Give me top now
Ayy, I just stop... six bitches
Fuck bitch make her go missin'
You cuffin' that ho, you
Walk out the with a bankroll
too cold

[Chorus: Gucci
God, oh God, oh God, oh God
I I get the dope
I hope I beat this
I hope I touch with the blow
I pray, I pray, I pray, I
I touch down the 'yo
God, oh God, oh God, oh God
I thank you for the