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 ends 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 God can judge me for that

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

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

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

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

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

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

See the question that's asked
And is there a heaven or can the young black live
Or he be chained in the cell
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 for everybody that's bullshit
That little had no chance 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 can't get away
I don't know if I'ma gonna it to another day
So night I pray, oh, I pray

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

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

Shine and would ya pray for me
I Genue death so dam senseless
Big houses, what the fucking radio missing
And there's one more nigga 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 that nigga twist for believing in me, I got a to feed
My priority is to sure this shit don't have to struggle like me
And if I could ask for one wish
I tell 'em, I wanna hug ya 'cuz I'm missing ya

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 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 to pray for me, mama, pray for me
Daddy, pray for me, baby, for me
Please for me, pray for me
Pray for me, for me