
Pray 4 Dem (Father Pt. 2) Fredo Bang
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[Intro]
(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)
(Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat)
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
These niggas be cappin' on the net, they never outside (Outside)
When I hit the city, all these pussy niggas tongue-tied (Tongue-tied)
Talkin' like you gangster get you kidnapped and hogtied (Bah, bah, bah-bah)
He talkin' big that Draco make a nigga downsize (Grrrr)
Invest up, my check up, bitch, you wanna do me somethin'?
We got big clips, can't tip shit, who the fuck I'm runnin' from?
That boy deserved to die, he went out bad, he was clutchin' on his guns
Osama out his buttons, my lil' potna, who the fuck gon' tell him somethin'? (Boom, boom, boom)
Murder in my eyes and niggas bleed every time I drop a tear (Boom, boom)
Put a thousand niggas in front of me, you can't pick one out I fear (Boom, boom)
Catch you in that rack, might do you bad like I ain't have a deal
Two million dollar bond, I drop that shit like, "Yoshi outta here!" (Grr, bah, bah, bah)
[Chorus]
Lord, You better pray for these niggas (Oh, oh)
Lord, You better stay with these niggas (Oh, oh)
Forever up, I put my faith in this pistol (Bah, bah)
I been lurkin' all day for these niggas (Grr)
Lord, You better pray for these niggas (Oh, oh)
Lord, You better stay with these niggas (Oh, oh)
Forever up, I put my faith in this pistol (Bah, bah)
I been lurkin' all day for these niggas (Grr)
(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)
(Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat)
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
These niggas be cappin' on the net, they never outside (Outside)
When I hit the city, all these pussy niggas tongue-tied (Tongue-tied)
Talkin' like you gangster get you kidnapped and hogtied (Bah, bah, bah-bah)
He talkin' big that Draco make a nigga downsize (Grrrr)
Invest up, my check up, bitch, you wanna do me somethin'?
We got big clips, can't tip shit, who the fuck I'm runnin' from?
That boy deserved to die, he went out bad, he was clutchin' on his guns
Osama out his buttons, my lil' potna, who the fuck gon' tell him somethin'? (Boom, boom, boom)
Murder in my eyes and niggas bleed every time I drop a tear (Boom, boom)
Put a thousand niggas in front of me, you can't pick one out I fear (Boom, boom)
Catch you in that rack, might do you bad like I ain't have a deal
Two million dollar bond, I drop that shit like, "Yoshi outta here!" (Grr, bah, bah, bah)
[Chorus]
Lord, You better pray for these niggas (Oh, oh)
Lord, You better stay with these niggas (Oh, oh)
Forever up, I put my faith in this pistol (Bah, bah)
I been lurkin' all day for these niggas (Grr)
Lord, You better pray for these niggas (Oh, oh)
Lord, You better stay with these niggas (Oh, oh)
Forever up, I put my faith in this pistol (Bah, bah)
I been lurkin' all day for these niggas (Grr)
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