PRÆY

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A$ton Matthews - Rap

PRÆY

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*glass shatters* Hahahaha (yeah) Can I get a hell yeah? (brick) Can I get a hell yeah? (flair) For god so loved the world He sent his only begotten son to guide the way And I am the way That's soon to be ? Y'all welcome Backpack with a deuce-deuce Duck duck a goose goose, get a zoot suit Day or not it's a lose-lose when my troops shoot Shoot through, magazines brought the news crew Era of the sidekick snitching Work in the sock, nigga skipped those classes Blick on the hip, if you slip, we blasting Look both ways cuz them fingers spell action Come from where they hit-and-run No matter who you hit just as long as you get it done Get backs, never one on one They'll hit you where it hurts if you fucking run No lacking they clapping No questions just action Get hit `fore you know what happened So tragic Y'all some dead motherfuckers I can tell if the squad late Young Brick Flair, used to have the product in the hallway Eight shots, homie, broad day Had them white hoes, nose trapping off of Broadway Nigga I said that before Run up in your shit like I been there before Gimme what you got, gimme what you got Get it under pressure when it's hot Product of the block, show you what you not Woo! You call it beef and I call it war One of mine, that's ten of yours Lost in the paranoia Niggas take a life just to settle score Shoot first cuz you never know When the lord gon be sending for ya Paranoia got me ready for it Forgive me lord if I send em for ya Living for the days where I ain't have it Mama working overtime just to manage When the pastor was passing on a passage I was working overtime, passing off a package Let my chain swang to my dick Tre 5-7 aim for the fence Black gloves they ain't got a finger to print Masked up like a St. Lunatic waiting to trip Oh lord, all my young killas go hard Oh god, chopper left him no jaws Let us pray, and they plotting on my name But they ain't eating' off my plate God calling', let him wait Let us pray, let us pray God calling', let him wait If he tripping' let it spray Got a body on the way Now let us pray

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  • A$ton Matthews