Luyện nghe bài hát Pray For Em

DC, unos, dos, tres,
El Chapo!

Fuck your bitch, get a bag her, then I never call her
Now she trippin', crazy, nigga tell her let up off us
OGs see me comin' and they say, "That's a baller"
That's that nigga really started from the really in that order
Make a call, bring them down
Smokin' loud surround sound
Niggas come around now
'Cause know that Meek Milly got the crown now
Put my on, put the crown down
Tell 'em up
When it come to action, ride with me
Screamin'
Niggas fallin' off, bitches fallin'
Callin' like an audible
Get that money, you oughta do
a plug? I can make a call or two
Put you on, nigga, put you on, I can put you on
What you doin', nigga, you doin', nigga, what you doin'?
Get the bag but I'm way
You around 'cause you niggas
In the dark spray niggas
we run into you, we ain't playin' with you
Meek put a on CNN
said I wouldn't eat again
I just counted 5 mil' in
I'm a real nigga won't see again

to my God we don't go to the feds
We don't go to the
I pray all that money don't go to my
Don't go to my
I on my Glock when I'm goin' to bed
When I'm to bed
Now pray for the suckas that wanted me
all of 'em dead! Fuck 'em

People locked me, put them on me
why I got these chains on me
Audemars, I got a on me
Shit a hundred thousand a thing to me
What's your range, homie? This another
Flood the Rollie, get bezel
She don't dig me, get shovel
Go and get the money, we don't ever
Went to jail, came back home, I got rich, damn
Went to jail again, then I came then I got Nick, damn
Niggas that I go to jail again so they can pop shit, damn
Only trap nigga doin' real spittin' hot shit
Niggas 'cause my numbers down, what'd you do, 50?
20 somethin', I did 250
MAC 11 hit you 20 times, now you Shaking like you Diddy
Pop spittin' melodies when it's really nothin' they can do with me
Ballin' on 'em new to me, fuckin' bitches ain't new to me
Summers,
10 I've been at the tempo like I'm Mustard
At the Grammys the hustlers
the trappers, you a busta
Spillin' lean on the red
tapped, I hear the feds talkin'
Still trappin' out the
Moonwalkin' on that damn
Ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin',
Ballin' on 'em I'm James Harden
I don't drive it if it ain't
I don't fuck it if it foreign
eatin' and I ain't tourin', nigga gettin' it
Got that ladder with me with the 33, I'm Scottie it

Pray to my God we don't go to the
We don't go to the
I pray all that money don't go to my
go to my head
I on my Glock when I'm goin' to bed
I'm goin' to bed
Now for the suckas that wanted me dead
'Cause all of 'em dead! 'em

Ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin',
Ballin' on 'em I'm James Harden
I drive it if it ain't foreign
I don't fuck it if it ain't
Still eatin' and I ain't tourin', nigga it
Got that ladder with me with the 33, I'm Pippen it