Luyện nghe bài hát Pray For Me

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

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

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

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

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

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

Well, I'm surrounded by rats, roaches and dope
My whole world is being weighed up on a beam
Man, I know whats in store 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 black
Or will he be chained in the
I don't know as for me I trusted a few
I had to hustle to survive now, what could I do

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

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, oh, I pray

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

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

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

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

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

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 every 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 every night, I

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