The Prayer

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All thugs gotta pray

Hear me lord

Yo, if killin' **** is wrong god forgive me for my sins

And all my evil thoughts like fuckin' my girlfriends

God bless my family and the bitch I bagged in the camry

And any extra guns that come in handy

Not to play but pray for things that's corrupt

But the lord knows this world is all fucked up

In God's eyes every **** is created equal

To some crackers we evil 'cause we livin' lethal

And anything we gots to get gotsta get got ****

Even if somebody gotsta get shot ****

Why not a whole lot of thugs died on my block

And I see the killer's still free so fuck cops

We got no love for the lord that's why we pack gats

When them shots pop bitch cops where they at

Probably somewhere at dunkin donuts

Whille black child got **** on the corner with they hands cuffed

Now let me load my heat before I go to sleep

And pray to God I don't end up six feet deep

'Cause if I die before I wake

Let me die on some pape's and all my **** at my wake

I said, if I die before I wake

Let me die on some pape's and all my bitches at my wake

God please forgive me for all of my sins Lord please, Psalms 23

The lord is my shepherd and the gun's my weapon

Reppin' my upper sections

They blessed with protection

It's nothing on this Earth that my soul should warn

Copped a house a big Benz all my friends puff blunts

**** we lust to bust and guns we trust

The gods copped me a path now that's righteous

I'm tight cause my peeps was breathing they last breath

Where we was bubblin' in the valley of death

I went to jail and end up being the last **** left

Now I fear no evil and hear no evil

Just threw the silencer on my desert eagle

**** to free my people I'm prepared for the enemy

And thugs who won't pull out and put slugs up in me

Lord gave me the energy now pass the Hennessy

Word to God all y'all **** is gon' remember me

Black child, Black child

Now let me load my heat before I go to sleep

And pray to God I don't end up six feet deep

'Cause if I die before I wake

Let me die on some pape's and all my **** at my wake

I said, if I die before I wake

Let me die on some pape's and all my bitches at my wake

Shit if I die

Lord have mercy, street **** pray

Now let me hit the streets so my kids could eat

Compton, Oakland, Inglewood, Long Beach

All the thugs in the street got love for me

Hollis south side B-K, Q-B

I don't give a fuck **** I die for I-N-C

And ride for everybody that'll ride for me

All my bitches out there that gave me slow nizzie

Make bottles of Remi, keep 'em so pissy

Now let me load my heat before I go to sleep

And pray to God I don't end up six feet deep

'Cause if I die before I wake

Let me die on some pape's and all my **** at my wake

I said, if I die before I wake

Let me die on some pape's and all my bitches at my wake

No looking back

Word to God

Bless all my hood people all my good people