Luyện nghe bài hát Eye Pray

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

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

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

[Chorus: Mane]
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: P.
Yeah, off the lot
Ten pairs of gators, the kicks of crocs
Snakeskin on the watch
bought a new mink and my bitch is a fox
Kilos, kilos, so much Keisha weighs what an elephant
Everybody heavy, we got elephant
Took a out of Plies and ran off on the plug
Bentleys, all the Benji's
Just ten G's on Jet Li's
All kicks, flawless
When ask how I do it I say "All wrist"
When they ask my clique I say "All bitch"
Bought a brick in New York, sold it in all
My new ask who all hit (who you with?)
I her "Whoa there," it's a long list

[Chorus: Gucci
God, oh God, oh God, oh God
I hope I get the
I hope I this case
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 you for the dope

[Verse 3: Fa$t
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 been gettin' cash, I've been gettin' that 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 hoes
been getting money and it go, and it go
Everybody always we gon' blow
All bitches know praying for blow
Sellin' snort, snow on the bluff
Got 30, that 40, don't ever act up

[Chorus: Gucci
God, oh God, oh God, oh God
I hope I get the
I hope I 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 thank you for the

4: Rich the Kid]
Young nigga, I'm playin' with the yola,
Choppin' the block with the
Look at my it's on Polo
Yeah we winnin', keep on winnin'
Niggas hatin', I'm gon' keep on
Ayy, up, my ceilin' was missin'
Young nigga on the top now
Is she Is she foreign? Give me top now
Ayy, I can't stop... six bitches
Fuck your make her go missin'
You cuffin' that ho, you
Walk out the bank with a
Wrist too

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