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, tell her let up off us
OGs see me comin' and they say, "That's a baller"
That's that nigga really started from the bottom really in order
Make a call, bring them plans
loud like surround sound
Niggas wanna around now
'Cause they know Meek Milly got the crown now
Put my mask on, put the down
'em turn up
When it come to action, niggas ride me
murder
Niggas off, bitches fallin' through
Callin' plays an audible
Get money, what you oughta do
Need a plug? I can 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 around you paid niggas
In the really spray niggas
we run into you, we ain't playin' with you
Meek put a on CNN
Niggas I wouldn't eat again
I just counted 5 mil' in
I'm a real nigga they see again

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

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

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

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