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fredo bang - pray 4 dem (father pt. 2) lyrics

[intro]
(ain’t that dj chose over there?)
(ooh, that’s a hardbody beat)
yeah, yeah

[verse 1]
these n+ggas be cappin’ on the net, they never outside (outside)
when i hit the city, all these p+ssy n+ggas tongue+tied (tongue+tied)
talkin’ like you gangster get you kidnapped and hogtied (bah, bah, bah+bah)
he talkin’ big that draco make a n+gga downsize (grrrr)
invest up, my check up, b+tch, you wanna do me somethin’?
we got big clips, can’t tip sh+t, who the f+ck i’m runnin’ from?
that boy deserved to die, he went out bad, he was clutchin’ on his guns
osama out his b+ttons, my lil’ potna, who the f+ck gon’ tell him somethin’? (boom, boom, boom)
murder in my eyes and n+ggas bleed every time i drop a tear (boom, boom)
put a thousand n+ggas in front of me, you can’t pick one out i fear (boom, boom)
catch you in that rack, might do you bad like i ain’t have a deal
two million dollar bond, i drop that sh+t like, “yoshi outta here!” (grr, bah, bah, bah)

[chorus]
lord, you better pray for these n+ggas (oh, oh)
lord, you better stay with these n+ggas (oh, oh)
forever up, i put my faith in this pistol (bah, bah)
i been lurkin’ all day for these n+ggas (grr)
lord, you better pray for these n+ggas (oh, oh)
lord, you better stay with these n+ggas (oh, oh)
forever up, i put my faith in this pistol (bah, bah)
i been lurkin’ all day for these n+ggas (grr)
[verse 2]
you know i twist a n+gga body up
cut ’em like a cold cut
when i’m in the city, p+ssy n+gga, put your soul up (b+tch)
you know i’m ’bout that murder sh+t, you better pick your nuts up
easy screamin’ blood, i’m reppin’ murder throwin’ 4’s up (bah, bah)
n+gga better stay in line, i turn you to a hashtag (grrrah)
dissin’ on the ‘gram, up in his feelings, oh, he mad mad (ha)
i don’t wanna talk about it, see me there then leave me there
i just got the drop, twenty on my cashapp if you beat me there (what?)

[outro]
father, father, father, father, ooh+ooh
i don’t mean to be a bother
hey, but right now the times are gettin’ harder
hey, right now the times are gettin’ harder
father, father, father, father, ooh+ooh
i don’t mean to be a bother
hey, but right now the times are gettin’ harder
hey, right now the times are gettin’ harder

- fredo bang lyrics

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