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Hail Mary

The 'Hail Mary' (Latin: Ave Maria) is a traditional Christian prayer addressing Mary, the mother of Jesus. The prayer is based on two biblical episodes featured in the Gospel of Luke: the Angel Gabriel's visit to Mary (the Annunciation), and Mary's subsequent visit to Elisabeth, the mother of John the Baptist (the Visitation). The Hail Mary is a prayer of praise for and of petition to Mary, regarded as the Theotokos (Mother of God). Since the 16th century, the version of the prayer used in the Catholic Church closes with an appeal for her intercession. The prayer takes different forms in various traditions, and has often been set to music. In the Latin Church, the Hail Mary forms the basis of other prayers such as the Angelus and the Rosary. In the psalmody o… more »

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Yeah, this shit not a game
Boy you hella lame
Speaking on my name
(Hail-Hail-Hailmary)
I don't wanna talk
Just give me brain
No shit not the same
Feeling of this pain
Yeah
All of my niggas got aim
(Anything)
Yeah
He can get shot by the range
I tell my whole gang
That no money can change me
Bitch, no, you're not gang huh
Yeah
No, you're not the same, huh
Bitch I been riding with my niggas
She wanna leave, I said, I don't need ya
Tell that lil boy I don't wanna be ya
Kicking shit, this shit not on FIFA
Bitch, I been getting too high
Don't see ya
She wanna f*ck
I said, no, yo
Bitch, how I ride with that pole, yo
Making this money for show, yo
No I don't love her no more, no
No I don't f*ck with these hoes
Yeah, bitch, my money, it grows
Sipping that lean got me slow
I'm living life how it goes
I tell her lil bitch chill, yo
Bitch, I'm up high, we up hill
All of my niggas, they real
All of my niggas, they holding it still
How many sprays so I don't have to feel
I shoot this shit, shoot for the thrill, yo
Talking like me, you get killed
You wanna smoke with the DM, yo
Niggas all talk, I don't care, bro
I wanna cash, dinero, dinero
Bands on a nigga won't fold
Won't fold
Sipping on mud, nigga
Good drink, good dro
I don't wanna chat
I thought you were about it, nigga
Where your pole
Niggas all cap, I had my game
Pull up, get you gone
Gone, gone
Trust, this ain't what you want
So I'm still blowing up my phone, baby
What you want
Maybe I was wrong
That's not how you would tell me
I know this life ain't healthy
This a Moncler, not a Peli
Shout out Monclairr, shout out Velli
Got my soul, but it's still empty
Yeah, shawty wanna slide through
Take a couple selfies
Yeah, I know you won't pull up
If you do, we ready
Yeah, my niggas pop shit, nigga
Not confetti
Yeah, this shit not a game
Boy you hella lame
Speaking on my name
I don't wanna talk
Just give me brain
No shit not the same
Feeling of this pain
Yeah
All of my niggas got aim
Yeah
He can get shot by the range
I tell my whole gang
That no money can change me
Bitch, no, you're not gang huh
Yeah
No, you're not the same, huh
Bitch I been riding with my niggas
She wanna leave, I said, I don't need ya
Tell that lil boy I don't wanna be ya
Kicking shit, this shit not on FIFA
Bitch, I been getting too high
Don't see ya

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