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 I hate, the ones I love
for my liver when I'm off, in this club
I that the, demons go away, they hauntin' us
Man I can't take no of this lifestyle we been livin'
Man I can't take no more of the white in position
Gotta OJ wheel, gotta scoop up J Rich
Chase we ain't goin' back, you know, we gotta hitch
I mean I'm, aggravated, agitated, I
Intoxicated, animated, got me kinda lit
Contemplatin' fornicatin', might as fuck up some shit
They lookin' at me way too crazy, got me feelin'
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, him buzz me at the Ritz
It's the weekend, we off the deep end, you need to for us

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

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

Let me the lost tell about Jacques
Let me tell you how I Scott
How I went on the block
Where to around ten o'clock
And how we came up all the knots, dodgin' cops, yeah
a nigga had the locks
'Fore a had the chain, 'fore I had the box
Always my city on me like it was a swatch
time 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 black kids on the of FOX (Ohhh)
And CNN, they don't wanna see us win (Said I-)
Mama don't you 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, shit gotta blow
Pray for

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

Underrated is an
They tryin' to test greatness, a tryin' to get paid
These niggas fiends all of my moves
Cause the music crack on me, cookin' all day
I'm right here, you know where I
And if you don't, then ask your girl, she know the way
She like my lights, she want to be wifey
She know that if she got me she gon' be good for life
So I pull out the climax
Faster than a hi-hat, baby, I don't play
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 they sell that boy, shout out to the Coke Boys
They never pray for us, 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)