First We Pray
Black people dont have no, no where to go
You know, all we got to do is kick it
We gonna kick it in our hood, you know
What we gonna do, we might
We might go kill a couple of niggaz mane
You know, go in they hood and do a drive-by
Then come back in the hood and laugh about that stuff
You know, its just a thing
Only how you really gonna get deep into it
Is when one of your friendz die
Just like when my partnaz died
(We got some problems)
First we pray, then we ride
First we pray, then we ride
He was my brother
Loved him like no other
To top it off
I introduced him to this game
I knew his mother
Loved her like my mother
A part of me is gone
'Bout to take my brother home
(What're ya gonna do?)
When the trials come
(Are ya gonna run?)
Are you gonna run?
(What're ya gonna do?)
First I'm gonna pray
(Are ya gonna run?)
You muthafuckin' right
First we pray, then we ride
First we pray, then we ride
I ain't got nuthin but love for you loccs and hogs
And I ain't got nuthin but love for my muthafuckin dogs
In the mist of the war zone, it's on onsite
Daylight tonight the heat held close and tight
Beware here I come with the DPG on my chest
Heat gonna spit like Elliot Ness
In the darkest zone you feel alone and on your own
And after I bust, niggaz call me Kurupt Corleone
All I'm about is money, loot and cash
Homeys in the DPG Nate, Snoop and Daz
Now with these emotions how you approach yourself
Knowin you all about your wealth and as it is to health
First I pray, get my thoughts intact
Ask for forgiveness cuz I'm bout to lay this nigga flat
Can you adapt? Can you feel me? I doubt it
Cuz the closest you see it, is when niggaz write about it
I can't live without it and it ain't shit I could do
But stay down with the homies in grey and blue
So just keep the heat close in hand
Cuz I done see niggaz get shit while they homeboys ran
Heavenly father shine your light on me
I know I promise to slow down on this weed
Seems I remember someone used to say
One life gets taken, if you take one life away
(What're ya gonna do?)
When the trials come
(Are ya gonna run?)
Are you gonna run?
(What're ya gonna do?)
First I'm gonna pray
(Are ya gonna run?)
You muthafuckin' right
First we pray, then we ride
First we pray, then we ride
First we pray, then we ride
First we pray, then we ride
First we pray, then we ride
You know, all we got to do is kick it
We gonna kick it in our hood, you know
What we gonna do, we might
We might go kill a couple of niggaz mane
You know, go in they hood and do a drive-by
Then come back in the hood and laugh about that stuff
You know, its just a thing
Only how you really gonna get deep into it
Is when one of your friendz die
Just like when my partnaz died
(We got some problems)
First we pray, then we ride
First we pray, then we ride
He was my brother
Loved him like no other
To top it off
I introduced him to this game
I knew his mother
Loved her like my mother
A part of me is gone
'Bout to take my brother home
(What're ya gonna do?)
When the trials come
(Are ya gonna run?)
Are you gonna run?
(What're ya gonna do?)
First I'm gonna pray
(Are ya gonna run?)
You muthafuckin' right
First we pray, then we ride
First we pray, then we ride
I ain't got nuthin but love for you loccs and hogs
And I ain't got nuthin but love for my muthafuckin dogs
In the mist of the war zone, it's on onsite
Daylight tonight the heat held close and tight
Beware here I come with the DPG on my chest
Heat gonna spit like Elliot Ness
In the darkest zone you feel alone and on your own
And after I bust, niggaz call me Kurupt Corleone
All I'm about is money, loot and cash
Homeys in the DPG Nate, Snoop and Daz
Now with these emotions how you approach yourself
Knowin you all about your wealth and as it is to health
First I pray, get my thoughts intact
Ask for forgiveness cuz I'm bout to lay this nigga flat
Can you adapt? Can you feel me? I doubt it
Cuz the closest you see it, is when niggaz write about it
I can't live without it and it ain't shit I could do
But stay down with the homies in grey and blue
So just keep the heat close in hand
Cuz I done see niggaz get shit while they homeboys ran
Heavenly father shine your light on me
I know I promise to slow down on this weed
Seems I remember someone used to say
One life gets taken, if you take one life away
(What're ya gonna do?)
When the trials come
(Are ya gonna run?)
Are you gonna run?
(What're ya gonna do?)
First I'm gonna pray
(Are ya gonna run?)
You muthafuckin' right
First we pray, then we ride
First we pray, then we ride
First we pray, then we ride
First we pray, then we ride
First we pray, then we ride
Credits
Writer(s): Nathaniel Hale, George Clinton, William Collins, Ricardo Brown, Delmar Drew Arnaud, James Vitti, J Theracon
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