Pray
Yeah
Bitch I'm a tiger and you prey
How you gone try to prey on me
You need to pray for yourself
Or you just prey for me
Nigga, eat this chrome
Finger itching I leave your brains on the floor
Pupils would melt if you seen what I saw
I saw you plotting from day one
Send them shots for the gang
No leg shots let it rain
Pay your dues to the gang
True blue flag when I, uh
It's MOVIN gang
He got poked up like, uh
Stupid nigga don't play
Stupid niggas get jooked up everyday
Bitch nigga don't get took out for the paper
Cause you can get shot for the breesh
Niggas ain't real they be talking to police
N' I got a pole for lice in these streets
Uh, throwing shots but he caught em' like Brady
All my threes in the cut going trazy
Hating niggas don't phase me
I got a shot for sixty three ops
Every bullet gots names
Thick little thotty she pretty enough
I'mma just fuck her in silence
Moving grooving keep it grinding
If they oppositions we get grimey
We on some next level timing
Type of time you on?
You a hating nigga see me shinning
But I'm going up, lot of tough times
Came a long way from where I started
Brush a nigga, fuck his face up and all the cartilage
All my niggas really heartless
We don't wet a nigga, we gone drench a nigga
With a trench, like a school shooter
I run slow, I don't hit and run
But I'm surely spinning in a whip
If you talk on gang that's a big mistake
I'mma roll you up with E-Brim
Had to man up, never got touch
I just took the shit to the chin
All my niggas got them bred moves
But I just rather hit a lick
Tell them op niggas suck a dick
All my ops getting touched up, fucked up
Don't involve me in your politics
That shit for a politician
Four, five victims snitching
Super solid can't slip
Four four vex him hit him
Bulldogs chase them posing niggas down the strip
Bullets flash before your eyes
Life's taken too quick
Cops coming so we get to digging
All day clocks what I spin
Get me fessed up
Once your life's took
Come to your grave and take shit
Heart numb it's taking Advil
ADD can't stay stagnant
To the bad bitches I'm a magnet
Designer jeans for the fashion
All these bitches getting dumb drunk
Make her suck dick, and then she crashing
On the set I'm a kooky nigga
Don't fuck around, you get blasted
True blue my passion
Gang gang
Gang gang gang gang
Bitch I'm a tiger and you prey
How you gone try to prey on me
You need to pray for yourself
Or you just prey for me
Pray for me
Bitch I'm a tiger and you prey
How you gone try to prey on me
You need to pray for yourself
Or you just prey for me
Nigga, eat this chrome
Finger itching I leave your brains on the floor
Pupils would melt if you seen what I saw
I saw you plotting from day one
Send them shots for the gang
No leg shots let it rain
Pay your dues to the gang
True blue flag when I, uh
It's MOVIN gang
He got poked up like, uh
Stupid nigga don't play
Stupid niggas get jooked up everyday
Bitch nigga don't get took out for the paper
Cause you can get shot for the breesh
Niggas ain't real they be talking to police
N' I got a pole for lice in these streets
Uh, throwing shots but he caught em' like Brady
All my threes in the cut going trazy
Hating niggas don't phase me
I got a shot for sixty three ops
Every bullet gots names
Thick little thotty she pretty enough
I'mma just fuck her in silence
Moving grooving keep it grinding
If they oppositions we get grimey
We on some next level timing
Type of time you on?
You a hating nigga see me shinning
But I'm going up, lot of tough times
Came a long way from where I started
Brush a nigga, fuck his face up and all the cartilage
All my niggas really heartless
We don't wet a nigga, we gone drench a nigga
With a trench, like a school shooter
I run slow, I don't hit and run
But I'm surely spinning in a whip
If you talk on gang that's a big mistake
I'mma roll you up with E-Brim
Had to man up, never got touch
I just took the shit to the chin
All my niggas got them bred moves
But I just rather hit a lick
Tell them op niggas suck a dick
All my ops getting touched up, fucked up
Don't involve me in your politics
That shit for a politician
Four, five victims snitching
Super solid can't slip
Four four vex him hit him
Bulldogs chase them posing niggas down the strip
Bullets flash before your eyes
Life's taken too quick
Cops coming so we get to digging
All day clocks what I spin
Get me fessed up
Once your life's took
Come to your grave and take shit
Heart numb it's taking Advil
ADD can't stay stagnant
To the bad bitches I'm a magnet
Designer jeans for the fashion
All these bitches getting dumb drunk
Make her suck dick, and then she crashing
On the set I'm a kooky nigga
Don't fuck around, you get blasted
True blue my passion
Gang gang
Gang gang gang gang
Bitch I'm a tiger and you prey
How you gone try to prey on me
You need to pray for yourself
Or you just prey for me
Pray for me
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Writer(s): Cuccy Rx
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