Luyện nghe bài hát Pray For Em

DC, unos, dos, tres,
El Chapo!

Fuck your bitch, get a bag from her, I never call her
Now she trippin', goin' crazy, nigga her let up off us
OGs see me comin' and they say, "That's a baller"
That's that nigga really started from the really in that order
Make a call, bring plans down
loud like surround sound
Niggas wanna come now
'Cause they that Meek Milly got the crown now
Put my on, put the crown down
'em turn up
When it come to action, ride with me
Screamin'
Niggas fallin' off, bitches fallin'
Callin' plays like an
Get money, what you oughta do
a plug? I can make a call or two
Put you on, nigga, put you on, I can put you on
What you doin', nigga, you doin', nigga, what you doin'?
Get the bag but I'm way
You around 'cause you niggas
In the dark spray niggas
When we run you, we ain't playin' with you
Meek put a on CNN
Niggas I wouldn't eat again
I counted 5 mil' in cash
I'm a nigga they won't see again

Pray to my God we don't go to the
We go to the feds
I pray all that money don't go to my
go to my head
I on my Glock when I'm goin' to bed
I'm goin' to bed
Now pray for the suckas that wanted me
all of 'em dead! Fuck 'em

People me, put them chains on me
Wonder why I got these on me
Audemars, I got a on me
a hundred thousand ain't a thing to me
What's range, homie? This another level
Flood the Rollie, get another
She don't dig me, get shovel
Go and get the money, we don't settle
Went to jail, came home, then I got rich, damn
to jail again, then I came home then I got Nick, damn
Niggas prayin' I go to jail again so they can pop shit, damn
Only nigga doin' real numbers spittin' hot shit
Niggas hatin' 'cause my down, what'd you do, 50?
20 somethin', I did 250
MAC 11 hit you 20 times, now you Harlem like you Diddy
Pop niggas melodies when it's really nothin' they can do with me
Ballin' on 'em ain't new to me, fuckin' ain't new to me
Summers,
10 summers been at the tempo like I'm Mustard
At the Grammys with the
the trappers, you a busta
Spillin' lean on the red
Phone tapped, I hear the talkin'
trappin' out the bando
Moonwalkin' on damn marble
Ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin',
Ballin' on 'em I'm James Harden
I drive it if it ain't foreign
I don't fuck it if it foreign
Still and I ain't tourin', nigga gettin' it
Got that ladder with me the 33, I'm Scottie Pippen it

Pray to my God we don't go to the
We go to the feds
I pray all that money go to my head
Don't go to my
I pray on my Glock when I'm to bed
When I'm to bed
Now pray for the suckas that wanted me
all of 'em dead! Fuck 'em

Ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin',
Ballin' on 'em like I'm James
I drive it if it ain't foreign
I don't it if it ain't foreign
Still eatin' and I ain't tourin', gettin' it
Got that with me with the 33, I'm Scottie Pippen it