Luyện nghe bài hát No Dope On Sundays

The call has gone out, responses come
And we bless God for our who's given God his life
Is there anything you'd to say on behalf?
Lord saved an angel, over my own
I came not to call the righteous, but the sinners to repentance. Luke
They say don't pray - I beg to differ
We every night, we pray every night to make it out of these struggles
We pray all the time to make it out of this hell we stuck in (CyHi!)
Real gangsters wanna be in the streets

Yeah, no dope on
only if you really out here getting money
No on Sundays
You know the back boomin' Monday
But no on Sundays
When you out here dirty, the day you do the laundry
No dope on
But any day it's rain, sleet or sunny

Nah, I ain't a street nigga, just a nigga in the
Any other day Sunday I can get you what you need
I'm talking a couple keys, want a mil', come fuck with me
Pounds of kush, come these, the cars we push is luxury
Oh I you want the lean, now that's not my cup of tea
But I can pull a few strings, let me my puppetry
Anything crack to puppy food
Why you think I bank with Chase? I'm the money move
My Hyundai crews making plays, my operation running
Brought a tool just in case these in a grumpy mood
Oh I heard they 'bout gunplay, cool, we 'bout that gunplay too
My rendezvous made the front page news, I like my blue
Chucking Jews, strippers out of town on honeymoons
Leave they kids they grandma so they go to Sunday school
My hit my phone and said he need a hundred cool
I "Let me hit my folks, but you know the only rule"

CyHi the Prynce]
No dope on
That's only if you out here getting money
No on Sundays
You know the trap boomin' Monday
No dope on
When you out here dirty, this the day you do the
No on Sundays
But any day it's rain, sleet or sunny

I in the streets since 16, ya dig?
How many in a elbow is 16, ya dig?
seem to forget how much clean I done hid
Remember sneaking in the club the thing-a-ma-jig
My OG pulled up on the in a wig
you running from the feds, you can't be seen by the pigs
Y'all don't all the things I seen and I did
Being in the dope game was never my as a kid
But I got plans though, ain't nowhere I can't go
Trip to Amsterdam, I tell a netherland hoes
Boy I'm living off my art like I'm Van Goghs
I'm all about the cream, I got Method Man
My dawgs just left the bando so hater, stand close
my partner up the Sig and leave you second-hand smoked
I'ma rain all year, so let the know
In all the ghettos of America all the way to Redan

No on Sundays

Lex Luger on the beat so what the fuck you

I work the graveyard shift, that's how we our chips
of AR clips, I pulled his KR, dip
Where the young niggas die, we live our the darkest
Boosie Badazz, I'm down to catch a if y'all lit

We was the type to shoot a dead and pray that y'all live
So we can swing by your house and come and spray at y'all
Had the on Cleveland Ave by the K-Mart, bitch
I brought them bags to the hood and made 'em our shit
In Atlanta don't know how good my face card is
Turned the on Bouldercrest to a baseball field
It's safe to say it's all real but all my scars is all
'Cause I stabbed in the back more times than Paul Pierce
But enough about my past, time to save our kids
So our sons will have to live the way we all did
If you trappin' nigga, trap to your daughter off to college
If you trappin' nigga, trap to get mother out the projects
If you trappin' nigga, to get yo' people out the streets
Oh you just to be trapping? Oh you trapping for these freaks?
But if you a real nigga, do me one favor
And tell all my partners in
No dope on

I the graveyard shift, that's how we made our chips
Bunch of AR clips, I his KR, dip
Where the young niggas die, we live our days the
Boosie Badazz, I'm to catch a fade if y'all lit

Started out trapping get the new Bo's
Then I realized what it did for them
When I recognized what you did to your
I couldn't justify I did to my bro
Fed an addiction, I let it snow
my religion, I couldn't let it go
Fell in addiction, I chased the glow
See you don't need the drums when you just talking you know
See I seen, nigga snitching on the low
Niggas coming home, niggas out acting like you owe
The is you love 'em but they putting on a show
You gotta cash 'em out and validate to everyone they
Time's changing, it's hard for some to
And the conversations are no "Man, we 'bout to blow"
I see you back up on your feet and that's fa' sho'
The whole city I've done enough so there's no mo'

I work the graveyard shift, how we made our chips
Bunch of AR clips, I his KR, dip
Where the young niggas die, we live our the darkest
Boosie Badazz, I'm down to catch a fade if lit

I'm you gave me this shit with like no drums.
I just wanted to, like, I was make it as conversational as possible 'Cause it's just conversation.
The Prynce, my nigga for life. Push

But Peter unto him,
Thy money perish thee
Because hast thought
That the of God may be purchased with money
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