Luyện nghe bài hát Pray For Me

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

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

I was born around gangstas, hustlers and
dealers with math figures 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 of the streets

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

And I'ma gonna on tipping 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 living the street life and I just get away
I don't know if I'ma gonna it to another day
So every I pray, oh, I pray

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

Well, I'm by rats, roaches and dope fiends
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 hard?

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

say, there's chances for everybody that's bullshit
That little girl had no when that bullet hit
I mean it blew to the sky and all you 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 know if I'ma gonna make it to day
So every I pray, oh, I pray

I'm the street 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 true to my
with my neighborhood nigga, I wish you would
Ain't changed like, oh, once said
And oh, no, my nigga, Fred ain't dead

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

Shine and Cherelle would ya for me
I Genue death so dam senseless
Big houses, what the radio been missing
And one more nigga that be true to my heart
Mr. Motion, you the reason I'm breaking 'em off, so our

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

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

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