Luyện nghe bài hát Pray For Em

DC, unos, dos, tres,
El Chapo!

Fuck your bitch, get a bag her, then I never call her
Now she trippin', goin' crazy, nigga her let up off us
OGs see me comin' through and say, "That's a baller"
that nigga really started from the bottom really in that order
Make a call, bring plans down
Smokin' loud like sound
Niggas wanna around now
'Cause they that Meek Milly got the crown now
Put my mask on, put the down
'em turn up
When it come to action, niggas with me
Screamin'
fallin' off, bitches fallin' through
Callin' like an audible
Get that money, what you do
a plug? I can make a call or two
Put you on, nigga, put you on, I can put you on
What you doin', nigga, you doin', nigga, what you doin'?
Get the bag but I'm way
You 'cause you paid niggas
In the really spray niggas
When we run into you, we ain't playin' you
Meek put a on CNN
Niggas said I eat again
I just counted 5 in cash
I'm a real nigga they won't see

to my God we don't go to the feds
We don't go to the
I all that money don't go to my head
go to my head
I on my Glock when I'm goin' to bed
When I'm to bed
Now pray for the suckas that wanted me
all of 'em dead! Fuck 'em

People me, put them chains on me
why I got these chains on me
Audemars, I got a on me
Shit a thousand ain't a thing to me
What's your range, homie? another level
Flood the Rollie, get another
She dig me, get another shovel
Go and get the money, we ever settle
Went to jail, came home, then I got rich, damn
Went to jail again, then I came home I got Nick, damn
Niggas prayin' that I go to again so they can pop shit, damn
Only nigga doin' real numbers spittin' hot shit
Niggas 'cause my numbers down, what'd you do, 50?
20 somethin', I did 250
MAC 11 hit you 20 times, now you Harlem Shaking like you
Pop spittin' melodies when it's really nothin' they can do with me
on 'em ain't new to me, fuckin' bitches ain't new to me
Summers,
10 summers I've been at the tempo like I'm
At the with the hustlers
With the trappers, you a
Spillin' on the red carpet
tapped, I hear the feds talkin'
Still out the bando
Moonwalkin' on damn marble
Ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin',
Ballin' on 'em I'm James Harden
I don't drive it if it foreign
I don't fuck it if it ain't
Still eatin' and I tourin', nigga gettin' it
Got that ladder with me the 33, I'm Scottie Pippen it

to my God we don't go to the feds
We go to the feds
I pray all that money don't go to my
Don't go to my
I pray on my Glock when I'm to bed
When I'm to bed
Now pray for the suckas that me dead
all of 'em dead! Fuck 'em

Ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin',
Ballin' on 'em I'm James Harden
I drive it if it ain't foreign
I don't fuck it if it ain't
Still eatin' and I ain't tourin', gettin' it
Got that ladder with me with the 33, I'm Pippen it