Luyện nghe bài hát Pray For Me

Here's the tale of a young black male in these city streets
Out here hustling to make meet in a world that's so corrupt
ran by greed, money and the power for me, I'm a survivor
I do what I have to and only God can me for that

So before you cash your stones on me
I you to take a look at yourself in the mirror
And ask somebody to for you
'Cause that's all I'm asking is to pray for me,

I was born gangstas, hustlers and killers
Drug dealers with math making hella scrilla
In the city of Chi, the of the Gs
If ya don't work, ya don't eat that's been the code of the

As for me, I was up at an early age
how to cook cane, started to gang bang
And a damn shame, I chose game
But see knuckle headed nigga with no one to blame

And I'ma gonna keep on under the street lights
And be wondering which wanna take my life
Until then I'm staying two feet in front of you

I'm the street life and I just can't get away
I don't know if I'ma make it to another day
So night I pray, oh, I pray

I'm living the street life and I just get away
I don't know if I'ma make it to another day
So night, I pray

Well, I'm surrounded by rats, roaches and dope
My world is being weighed up on a triple beam
Man, I don't know whats in for me god
Will I reach 21? Why is life so damn

See thats the question asked
And is there a heaven or hell can the young live
Or will he be chained in the
I don't as for me I only trusted a few
I had to hustle to survive now, else could I do

say, there's chances for everybody that's bullshit
That little girl had no chance when that hit
I it blew to the sky and all you heard was a cry
Oh Lord, don't let my die

I'm living the street life and I just can't get
I don't if I'ma gonna make it to another day
So every I pray, oh, I pray

I'm living the life and I just can't get away
I don't if I'ma gonna make it to another day
So night, I pray

'Til the day that I die, I'll stay to my neighborhood
with my neighborhood nigga, I wish you would
Ain't changed like, oh, once said
And oh, no, fool my nigga, ain't dead

Neither is Pook or City, true OG's still here with me
My boo, boo what up?
And you know, I cant forget about my nigga, nigga,
Nightime boats and

and Cherelle would ya pray for me
I rock Genue death so dam
Big houses, what the fucking been missing
And there's one more that be true to my heart
Mr. Motion, you the while I'm breaking 'em off, so our

I 'em to dead, whole reason was love
To that nigga twist for in me, I got a shorty to feed
My priority is to make sure this shit don't to struggle like me
And if I could ask for one wish
I tell 'em, I wanna hug ya I'm missing ya since

I'm living the life and I just can't get away
I don't know if I'ma gonna make it to day
So night I pray, oh, I pray

I'm living the street life and I can't get away
I don't know if I'ma gonna it to another day
So every night, I

So I'm asking to for me, mama, pray for me
Daddy, pray for me, baby, for me
pray for me, pray for me
Pray for me, for me