Pray, pray, pray I pray I make P.A. I pray I make I pray I make P.A. Pray, pray, pray I pray I make P.A. I pray I make I pray I make P.A. Pray
Pray, pray, pray I pray I make P.A. I pray I make I pray I make P.A. Pray, pray, pray I pray I make P.A. I pray I make I pray I make P.A. Pray, pray
scared, get the f*** out the way And pray, them G-Unit boys don't play Nah, I can't play sacs or pull a rabbit out a hat But I can c*** back and blow
my world you know what I'd do Take a million dollars out the bank, would you Give a half a million to the chronic man Yes I would do it, 'cause I can
and the fame Baby, hear me when I say (Please don't go away) Now I know that you know I'm always on the road I'm always in the studio, I know what you
to make me trick it Girl, when I was broke it seemed all about the luxury Now I got cheese, I got a pay a girl to love with me But I'm a jelly worker
s no word, these haters got some nerve A nigga named Master P told me hustle till I'm dead Pitch black, catch a heart attack, like Fred I paint the whole
pray Jah be glorified till the day soon come Follow me, lick a shot if you a mighty warrior Lick a shot if you a freedom fighter Lick a shot if you
a long gonna make it to a Conoco And if I did, what makes you think I'd have the dough Hollering like that, is making me unstoppable I'ma drop a fool
Coke Loc, a dip with Tip Tip Get heat a chrome plate, a D from Tray Dee Livin' that D P, give me that S T In a 4 0 a 0 E from my O G And a bag of them
fall I will catch you I'll be waiting Time after time Kane: The ghetto's tryin to kill me That's why I stay faded and stoned Cause when I leave the
t see I'm willin to die for my respect If I have to I will let So I walk with a fifth and I pray to a fuckin tec In '93 I calmed down But now these so
make me budge I won't hold on to a grudge like I'm Suge Knight Ay! Yo, dog, I don't wanna fight I wanna light up the stage Make drama like a Shakespeare
what a shame, I diss em Who to blame? it wasn't me it was the .. "fame!" [p] it wasn't me it was the .. "fame!" [parrish smith] Before I
fools, I react logically Ain't no way, so come, make my day Like Tom Hanks, I earn long bank an' 'Cast you away' This mic in my hand, I'm rulin' I repeat
're ready to rock I'm warning y'all, I'm Billy, I'm ready to pop (Stop) Before they lay your body on ice I'll a make an ugly and this motherfucker soldier
