Luyện nghe bài hát Pray For Em

DC, unos, dos, tres,
El Chapo!

Fuck your bitch, get a bag from her, I never call her
Now she trippin', goin' crazy, tell her let up off us
OGs see me through and they say, "That's a baller"
That's that really started from the bottom really in that order
Make a call, bring plans down
Smokin' loud like sound
Niggas wanna come now
'Cause they that Meek Milly got the crown now
Put my mask on, put the crown
Tell 'em up
When it to action, niggas ride with me
Screamin'
Niggas fallin' off, fallin' through
Callin' plays like an
Get money, what you oughta do
Need a plug? I can make a 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 dark spray niggas
When we run into you, we ain't playin' you
Meek put a on CNN
Niggas said I wouldn't eat
I just 5 mil' in cash
I'm a real they won't see again

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

People locked me, put chains on me
why I got these chains on me
Audemars, I got a on me
Shit a hundred ain't a thing to me
What's your range, homie? This level
the Rollie, get another bezel
She don't dig me, get another
Go and get the money, we don't ever
Went to jail, came back home, then I got rich,
Went to jail again, then I came then I got Nick, damn
Niggas prayin' that I go to jail so they can pop shit, damn
trap 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 like you Diddy
Pop niggas spittin' when it's really nothin' they can do with me
Ballin' on 'em ain't new to me, fuckin' 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 the feds talkin'
Still trappin' out the
Moonwalkin' on damn marble
Ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin',
Ballin' on 'em like I'm Harden
I don't drive it if it foreign
I fuck it if it ain't foreign
Still eatin' and I tourin', nigga 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 Glock I'm goin' to bed
When I'm to bed
Now for the suckas that wanted me dead
'Cause all of 'em dead! 'em

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