Luyện nghe bài hát Pray For Me

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

So before you your 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 figures making hella
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 brought up at an age
Learned how to cook cane, started to bang
And it's a damn shame, I game
But see knuckle headed nigga with no one to blame

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

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

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

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

See thats the question that's
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 only a few
I had to to survive now, what else could I do

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

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

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

'Til the day I die, I'll stay 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 ain't

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

Shine and Cherelle would ya for me
I Genue death so dam senseless
Big houses, what the radio been missing
And there's one more nigga that be true to my
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 ask for one more wish
I tell 'em, I hug ya 'cuz I'm missing ya since

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

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

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