Luyện nghe bài hát Pray 4 Love

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

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

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

Have you ever been life's
Challenges?
Get down it, I

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

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

is an understatement
They tryin' to test greatness, a nigga to get paid
niggas fiends watchin' all of my moves
Cause the music like crack on me, all day
I'm right here, you know I stay
And if you don't, then ask your girl, she 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 the climax
Faster a hi-hat, sorry baby, I don't play
And if I did, you my kids would be ballin'
And my daughter gon' never a nigga like me
My niggas up in that Rolls-Royce
Like they sell that coke boy, shout out to the Coke
They pray for us, nobody pray for us
pray, no, no, no, no, no

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