Luyện nghe bài hát Pray 4 Love

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

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

Let me tell the lost about Jacques
Let me tell you how I turned
How I went on the block
Where to fall around ten
And how we came up all the knots, dodgin' cops, yeah
'Fore a nigga had the
a nigga had the chain, 'fore I had the box
Always my city on me like it was a swatch
Every we in the party, took it up a notch
Now I'm thinkin' this new girl, and she doin' pop (Ohhh)
Wanna know my 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, no no more
take you from the first to the ninety floor
You always told me what I'm playin', that shit gotta
And I detonate, that shit gotta blow
Pray for

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

Underrated is an
They tryin' to greatness, a nigga tryin' to get paid
These niggas fiends all of my moves
the music like 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 be good for life
So I out 'fore the climax
Faster than a hi-hat, sorry baby, I don't
And if I did, you know my would be ballin'
And my daughter never meet a nigga like me
My pull up in that Rolls-Royce
Like sell that coke boy, shout out to the Coke Boys
never pray for us, nobody pray for us
pray, no, no, no, no, no

Oh, pray for love
Oh, say (just ask the lonely)
ask the lonely, oh (just ask the lonely)