Luyện nghe bài hát Pray 4 Love

Oh, pray for love
Oh, say
ask the lonely, oh
ask the lonely, oh

Pray for who lost they fate, and too young
for the ones I hate, the ones I love
Pray for my liver when I'm off, in club
I that the, demons go away, they hauntin' us
Man I can't take no more of lifestyle we been livin'
Man I can't take no more of the powers in position
Gotta grab OJ wheel, gotta scoop up J
Told Chase we ain't goin' back, you know, we gotta
I I'm, aggravated, agitated, I admit
Intoxicated, animated, got me feelin' lit
Contemplatin' fornicatin', might as well up some shit
They at me way too crazy, got me feelin' communist
But I'm just tryin' to save the throne, pray for Bones, for Stix
If my album never sell, then we gon' hit lick
Lamar, call up Cash, tell him buzz me at the Ritz
It's the weekend, we off the deep end, you to pray for us

Oh, don't for love
Oh, say
ask the lonely, oh
ask the lonely, oh

Have you ever been through
Challenges?
Get down it, I

Let me tell the lost tell Jacques
Let me tell you how I Scott
How I went on the block
Where to around ten o'clock
And how we up gettin' all the knots, dodgin' cops, yeah
'Fore a had the locks
a nigga had the chain, 'fore I had the box
Always kept my city on me it was a swatch
Every we in the party, took it up a notch
Now I'm thinkin' 'bout new girl, and she doin' pop (Ohhh)
know my dick longer than a Pringle box
(Don't for love)
Tired of seein' these kids on the face of FOX (Ohhh)
And fuck CNN, don't wanna see us win (Said I-)
Mama don't you worry no no more, worry no no
I'mma take you from the to the ninety floor
You told me what I'm playin', that shit gotta grow
And I detonate, that shit gotta blow
for love

No, oh
We don't pray for love, no
We don't wanna see you on the of [?], no more
We wanna see you on the news, no more
All

is an understatement
They tryin' to test greatness, a tryin' to get paid
These fiends watchin' all of my moves
Cause the music crack on me, cookin' all day
I'm right here, you know I stay
And if you don't, then ask girl, she probably know the way
She like my show lights, she want to be
She know that if she got me then she gon' be good for
So I pull out 'fore the
Faster a hi-hat, sorry baby, I don't play
And if I did, you know my kids be ballin'
And my daughter gon' never meet a nigga me
My pull up in that Rolls-Royce
Like they sell that coke boy, out to the Coke Boys
They never for us, nobody pray for us
pray, no, no, no, no, no

Oh, don't pray for
Oh, say (just ask the lonely)
ask the lonely, oh (just ask the lonely)