Pray 4 Me
Kenzo Balla
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Grrah-grrah, boom like, like Every opp shot grrah-grrah, boom MB, MB ahh What they rappin' 'bout, we really live it What they talkin' 'bout, we really did it Get up real close and send Shots at his fitted Keep a knock, I'ma flock any minute Spot a opp, he get knocked off his pivot That's a new nigga took up off the hit list We vicious, no missin' We catch them niggas, I bet we dismiss 'em I'm still tryna leave a nigga where he at Get him gone and ain't no comin' back I just got a 40 wit' the beam attached I'm tryna put a nigga in the pack Too official, can't afford to lack Sippin' muddy, leanin' off the Ac' Once I back out the sitchy Niggas runnin' track Bеst believe if thеy throwing shots We throwin' back Feel like Rocky, who gon' stop me? He get flocked if niggas movin' oppy Keep a choppy 'cause shit can get wocky You gon' get shot if you Think you gon' box me keep a Glocky And just know I'ma flock this shit If these niggas movin' oppy I'm a sleezy nigga, you should watch me If I feel like it's a line I'ma flock three It's a whole lotta blocks we done bent It's a whole lotta shots we done sent Sendin' shots to his chest Leave him drenched He wasn't movin' right so he got left Off a perky we spinnin' through they 'jects A lotta opps lackin', I wonder who next Don't get left, 'cause my 'ooters They fiendin' they itchin' Tryna leave him stretched Smokin' Country, he top of the shelf Keep a 380 under my belt Hit his stomach, he gaspin' for help Hollows tips hit him, it fucked up his health Free my demons that's locked in them cells Keep a scalpel, givin' niggas hell And we still givin' niggas shells That boy tried to get away, but then he fell So you know what we did Back out the knock and it flocked at his wig And I'm getting tired of these kids They dissin' in songs, but They hidin' and shit, like An-And we really slidin' and shit One false move and I'm firin' shit, like They be rappin' and lyin' and shit Then they wonderin' why all they Mans dyin' and shit, like I'm with Rayy, I'm with B Wokk And we all got knocks, so that's three chops Broad day, let the heat flock If he make a wrong move nigga, he shot Never lackin', I keep me a G-Lock Kenzo B, MB, yeah, bitch I'm the Ewokk Make the scene hot F*ck the chest, I been aimin' for his head Tryna flock at his treetop What they rappin' 'bout, we really live it What they talkin' 'bout, we really did it Get up real close and send Shots at his fitted Keep a knock, I'ma flock any minute Spot an opp, he get knocked off his pivot That's a new nigga took up off the hit list We vicious, no missin' We catch them niggas, I bet we dismiss 'em Grrah, grrah-grrah boom every opp shot, ahh Grrah, like grrah-grrah, boom Like mB
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