Corrección Letra Pray par Priddy Ugly

Featuring(s) : Shane Eagle & A Reece

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[Priddy Ugly]
Lord!
I pray for my enemies
For the game, I'm the remedy
They say my name, filled with jealousy
The haters tryna drain me of my energy
Friday they would say they a friend of me
Saturday get a [?] off my Hennessey
Sunday I gave them the recipe
Monday they [?] on my legacy, oh Lord!

I pray for my enemies
I pray, you pray for my enemies
I pray, I don't prey on my enemies
Lord I pray for my enemies

[Shane Eagle]
Yeah
Priddy just playin', we ain't prayin' for you niggas
f*ck around I pull a chopper out the boot, load it up and let it rain on you niggas (Yeah)
Dope chick on that molly
Fly bitch in the lobby (Yeah)
Killin' these niggas while I crowd surf, how's that for catchin' a body? (Check)
Line was over your head (Check)
Running your mouth when you breath-less
Flippin' I'm whippin', I'm trippin'
I get to the spot, they all got a death wish (Yeah)
Choking hard on them collard greens
Two bitches on the left of me
The whole family gon' be straight this year (Yeah)
Put that on the death of me

I pray for my enemies
I pray, you pray for my enemies
I pray, I don't prey on my enemies
Lord I pray for my enemies
I pray for my enemies
I pray, you pray for my enemies
I pray, I don't prey on my enemies
Lord I pray for my enemies

[A-Reece]
(Yeah!)
(Amen!)
Real nigga to a real nigga, you a target and it's open field nigga
Real nigga to a real nigga, you just in the buildin' you ain't building with us
You just privileged to bury rappers nigga, you was never there to kill 'em with us
You got hands full of mud right?
I got hands full of blood nigga
I'ma true story to these favours
I'm a king to a Abel
My team is a deck of cards full of aces
Murder shows, get the paper

Make the paper say "I swear it's all premeditated"
Slime I swear I got 'em meditatin'
They overwhelmed by the age right?
I'm underwhelmed by the songs they makin'
Lately they been lackin' all the basics
Young niggas winnin', listen to the children
We are like a bunch of saviours
They depend on us to get the ratings
From being labelled "Underrated"
To closing deals with the majors
It's a Priddy Ugly situation, for all my haters
I say my prayers

I pray for my enemies
I pray, you pray for my enemies
I pray, I don't prey on my enemies
Lord I pray for my enemies

[Verse 3; Priddy Ugly]
Lord here's the bitter truth
I'm the letteral, lyrical, miracle and living proof
Manoeuv' how they didn't move
Losing the middle dude
Choosing the difficult
Your movement is typical
Mercy, mercy, mercy me
See deadly rappers, I'm the worst debris
Rap's Hercules
I'm burning heat to the third degree
Your run on me will be your worst defeat
Won't be the first to bleed
See rappers, I-C-U emergencies
I see nurses, wrap 'em up in curtains please
I see Mercs just, cruising through the church's streets
And I see surfers, forgive me for the murders please

[Priddy Ugly]
Lord!
I pray for my enemies
For the game, I'm the remedy
They say my name, filled with jealousy
The haters tryna drain me of my energy
Friday they would say they a friend of me
Saturday get a [?] off my Hennessey
Sunday I gave them the recipe
Monday they [?] on my legacy, oh Lord!

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