Luyện nghe bài hát Pray For Me

Here's the tale of a 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 power for me, I'm a
I do what I to and only 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 all I'm asking is to pray for me, understand

I was around 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 the code of the streets

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 I'ma knuckle headed nigga no one to blame

And I'ma gonna keep on under the street lights
And be wondering which wanna take my life
Until I'm staying two feet 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 just get away
I know if I'ma gonna make it to another day
So every night, I

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

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 as for me I only trusted a few
I had to to survive now, what else could I do

They say, chances for everybody that's bullshit
That little 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 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 know if I'ma gonna make it to day
So every night, I

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

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

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

I 'em to dead, whole reason was love
To that nigga twist for believing in me, I got a shorty to
My priority is to make sure this 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 ya since

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 every I pray, oh, I pray

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

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