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', crazy, nigga tell her let up off us
OGs see me comin' through and say, "That's a baller"
That's that nigga really started from the bottom really in that
Make a call, bring plans down
Smokin' loud like sound
Niggas wanna come now
'Cause they know that Milly got the crown now
Put my mask on, put the down
Tell 'em up
When it come to action, niggas with me
murder
Niggas off, bitches fallin' through
Callin' plays an audible
Get that money, 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, what you doin', nigga, you doin'?
Get the bag but I'm way
You around 'cause you paid
In the really spray niggas
When we run you, we ain't playin' with you
put a rapper on CNN
Niggas said I eat again
I counted 5 mil' in cash
I'm a real they won't see again

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

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

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

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 tourin', nigga gettin' it
Got that with me with the 33, I'm Scottie Pippen it