Luyện nghe bài hát Pray 4 Love

Oh, don't for love
Oh, say
ask the lonely, oh
ask the lonely, oh

Pray for who they fate, and died too young
Pray for the ones I hate, the I love
Pray for my liver when I'm off, in club
I pray that the, demons go away, hauntin' us
Man I take no more of this lifestyle we been livin'
Man I take no more of the white powers in position
grab OJ wheel, gotta scoop up J Rich
Told Chase we goin' back, you know, we gotta hitch
I I'm, aggravated, agitated, I admit
Intoxicated, animated, got me kinda lit
Contemplatin' fornicatin', might as fuck up some shit
They lookin' at me way too crazy, got me feelin'
But I'm just tryin' to save the throne, pray for Bones, for Stix
If my album never sell, we gon' hit that lick
Lamar, call up Cash, tell him buzz me at the Ritz
It's the weekend, we off the deep end, you to pray for us

Oh, pray for love
Oh, say
ask the lonely, oh
ask the lonely, oh

Have you ever through life's
Promises?
Get down it, I

Let me tell the lost about Jacques
Let me you how I turned Scott
How I went down on the
Where to fall ten o'clock
And how we up gettin' all the knots, dodgin' cops, yeah
'Fore a had the locks
'Fore a had the chain, 'fore I had the box
kept my city on me like it was a swatch
Every time we in the party, it up a notch
Now I'm 'bout this new girl, and she doin' pop (Ohhh)
Wanna know my dick longer a Pringle box
(Don't for love)
Tired of seein' black kids on the face of FOX (Ohhh)
And fuck CNN, don't wanna see us win (Said I-)
don't you worry no no more, worry no no more
I'mma take you from the to the ninety floor
You always told me I'm playin', that shit gotta grow
And I detonate, that shit gotta blow
Pray for

No, oh
We pray for love, no more
We wanna see you on the cover of [?], no more
We don't wanna see you on the news, no
All

Underrated is an
They tryin' to test greatness, a nigga tryin' to get
These niggas watchin' all of my moves
Cause the like crack on me, cookin' all day
I'm right here, you where I stay
And if you don't, ask your girl, she probably know the way
She my show lights, she want to be wifey
She know that if she got me she gon' be good for life
So I out 'fore the climax
than a hi-hat, sorry baby, I don't play
And if I did, you know my kids would be
And my daughter gon' never meet a nigga me
My niggas up in that Rolls-Royce
Like they sell coke boy, shout out to the Coke Boys
They never pray for us, nobody for us
pray, no, no, no, no, no

Oh, pray for love
Oh, say (just ask the lonely)
ask the lonely, oh (just ask the lonely)