Luyện nghe bài hát Eye Pray

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

[Chorus: Gucci
God, oh God, oh God, oh God
I I get the dope
I hope I beat this
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 2: Lil
you my Lord
Fendi band-aid for my
Flex all my ice on my
They love that bling when it
My triple-two shooter, he stay with Ruger
do ya, do ya, if you act like you 'bout it
Winnin' a beef with Lil Boat? Bitch I it (fuck nah)
that bitch back now she feelin' clouted
Bitch, shut the up, call me father
New diamond chain, look
Gold got me looking like a robber
in the studio, with gunmen and robbers
But ayy it do, GuWop?
Old niggas Boat, the new hip-hop
And I bet that just you mad
Bitch, 'em
Lil Boat!

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

[Verse 2: P.
Yeah, off the lot
Ten pairs of gators, the kicks of crocs
Snakeskin on the watch
Just a new mink and my bitch is a fox
Kilos, kilos, so much Keisha weighs what an does
heavy, we got elephant love
Took a page out of Plies and ran off on the
Bentleys, all about the
Just ten G's on Jet Li's
All kicks, flawless
When ask how I do it I say "All wrist"
they ask 'bout my clique I say "All bitch"
Bought a in New York, sold 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 beat case
I hope I down 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

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

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

4: Rich the Kid]
Young nigga, I'm with the yola, Coca-Cola
the block with the cola
Look at my wrist on Polo
Yeah we winnin', keep on winnin'
Niggas hatin', I'm gon' keep on
Ayy, up, my ceilin' was missin'
rich nigga on the top now
Is she bad? Is she foreign? me top now
Ayy, I just stop... six bitches
Fuck your bitch make her go
You cuffin' ho, you trippin'
Walk out the with a bankroll
Wrist too

[Chorus: Mane]
God, oh God, oh God, oh God
I hope I get the
I hope I beat this
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