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', goin' crazy, tell her let up off us
OGs see me comin' through and say, "That's a baller"
That's that nigga really started from the bottom in that order
a call, bring them plans down
Smokin' like surround sound
Niggas wanna around now
'Cause they know that Meek got the crown now
Put my mask on, put the down
'em turn up
When it come to action, niggas ride me
Screamin'
Niggas off, bitches fallin' through
Callin' like an audible
Get that money, what you do
Need a I can make a call or two
Put you on, nigga, put you on, I can put you on
What you doin', nigga, what you doin', nigga, what you
Get the bag but I'm way
You around you paid niggas
In the dark really niggas
When we run into you, we 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 they see again

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

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

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

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