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 really in that order
Make a call, bring them down
Smokin' loud surround sound
Niggas wanna come now
'Cause know that Meek Milly got the crown now
Put my mask on, put the crown
Tell 'em up
When it come to action, niggas ride me
Screamin'
Niggas fallin' off, bitches fallin'
Callin' like an audible
Get that money, what you 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 'cause you niggas
In the really spray niggas
we run into you, we ain't playin' with you
Meek put a on CNN
said I wouldn't eat again
I just counted 5 mil' in
I'm a real they won't see again

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

locked me, put them chains on me
Wonder why I got chains on me
Audemars, I got a on me
Shit a hundred thousand ain't a to me
What's your range, homie? This level
Flood the Rollie, get another
She don't dig me, get another
Go and get the money, we ever settle
to jail, came back home, then I got rich, damn
Went to jail again, I came home then I got Nick, damn
prayin' that I go to jail again so they can pop shit, damn
Only trap nigga doin' 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 like you
Pop spittin' melodies when it's really nothin' they can do with me
Ballin' on 'em ain't new to me, fuckin' bitches new to me
Summers,
10 summers I've been at the tempo like I'm
At the Grammys with the
the trappers, you a busta
Spillin' on the red carpet
Phone tapped, I the feds talkin'
trappin' out the bando
Moonwalkin' on that marble
Ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin',
Ballin' on 'em like I'm Harden
I don't drive it if it ain't
I don't fuck it if it foreign
Still and I ain't tourin', nigga gettin' it
Got that with me with the 33, I'm Scottie Pippen it

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

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 foreign
Still eatin' and I tourin', nigga gettin' it
Got that ladder me with the 33, I'm Scottie Pippen it