Now I Pray (Album Version (Edited))

Uhh, gangsta, Killa, Killa, Killa Beatz
Iraqians, do it like this, uhh, yo, yo, yo

Gun wars, banana clips holdin
Tec-9's, the wet golden, guns hurry mack motin
It's all gravy how I buck in my 80's
No women, no babies, besides bitches get crunk crazy
They think I'm soft how I'm up in my loft, and gettin' fucked off
With some Cristal on my cock, and plus duck sauce
And two Spanish bitches lickin' it off

Nah, shit changed, I'm still pickin' you off
I stay drunk with a lot of reefer
These niggas gay like the God that was in Sleepers
Two ways without beepers, these little niggas won't leave us
I got gangstas to gangbang on all creatures
Shoot your whole face up, nigga fuck up your features
I'm Iraq soldier, see the Henny make me pull over
And stay buckin' til I'm dead sober
I don't care about your ho, your hood or your weed

You wack ass dogs, I could go CC

Uh, now I lay me down to sleep
I, pray the Lord my soul to keep
If, I should die before I wake
I, pray the Lord my soul to take
Uh, now I lay me down to sleep
I, pray the Lord my soul to keep
If, I should die before I wake
I, pray the Lord my soul to take

I desecrate the nation, see I'm a sick individual

Jose Luis yo, analog, digital

Sigliare, Carabelli, guns Israeli

My niggas run deep in your roots, Alitali
Got your project shook, e'rytime you look

Cause I bring fifty niggas to e'ry flight they book
Yo more story, got up outta the club, it's drunk Nore
Hands around my two Spanish hoes, holdin' my liquor
Across the street these niggas scoping me, hoping I slip
Like I, ain't on point but what point is this?
Though they know my finger stay itchy
I whip through a buck sixty, do a three-sixty, donut
And shoot fifty niggas in they fuckin' faces
I dump they bodies by the horse races

Bloody velour, a couple North Faces
Yo keep hatin', until you receive
More volts in your chest plate, it's hard to breathe
It go

Uh, now I lay me down to sleep
I, pray the Lord my soul to keep
If, I should die before I wake
I, pray the Lord my soul to take
Uh, now I lay me down to sleep
I, pray the Lord my soul to keep
If, I should die before I wake
I, pray the Lord my soul to take

Aiyyo the street life we live it, the thug life we live it
And you ain't frontin', we live this shit
Aiyyo the street life we live it, the thug shit we live it
Thugged out ain't playin', we live this shit

Yeah, yo, yo, aiyyo it's Moose
Vinnie the Chin tap your chin
Send a shot through your limbs, think we ain't gon' win?
Astaghfirullah, I know the way I'm livin ain't right
But that's life, live and learn til I get my game tight
I came up a broken home, roll with chrome
Pops was never known on the block til my cheddar's blown

Fiendin' for the day I was on
Found seeds since the day I was born
Til Nore snatched me and my other half

Thugged out ever gettin' cash
No homo put a foot in niggas ass
Mash coast to coast with the Cali to smoke
Tally with toast and polly on my cousin Ghost you bitch

Uh, now I lay me down to sleep
I, pray the Lord my soul to keep
If, I should die before I wake
I, pray the Lord my soul to take
Uh, now I lay me down to sleep
I, pray the Lord my soul to keep
If, I should die before I wake

I, pray the Lord my soul to take

Uh, now I lay me down to sleep
I, pray the Lord my soul to keep
If, I should die before I wake
I, pray the Lord my soul to take
Uh, now I lay me down to sleep
I, pray the Lord my soul to keep
If, I should die before I wake
I, pray the Lord my soul to take