Fredo Bang - Pray 4 Dem (Father Pt. 2) lyrics

(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)
(Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat) yeah, yeah

These niggas be cappin' on the net
They never outside (Outside)
When I hit the city
All these pussy niggas tongue-tied
(Tongue-tied) talkin' like you gangster get
You kidnapped and hogtied
(Bah, bah, bah bah)
He talkin' big that Draco
Make a nigga downsize (Grrrr)
Invest up, my check up, bitch
You wanna do me somethin'?
We got big clips, can't tip shit
Who the fuck I'm runnin' from?
That boy deserved to die, he went out bad
He was clutchin' on his guns
Osama out his buttons, my lil' potna
Who the fuck gon' tell him somethin'?
(Boom, boom, boom)
Murder in my eyes and niggas bleed
Every time I drop a tear (Boom, boom)
Put a thousand niggas 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 shit like, "Yoshi outta here!"
(Grr, bah, bah, bah)

Lord, You better pray for these niggas
(Oh, oh)
Lord, You better stay with these niggas
(Oh, oh)
Forever up, I put my faith in this pistol
(Bah, bah)
I been lurkin' all day for these niggas
(Grr) lord, You better pray for these niggas
(Oh, oh)
Lord, You better stay with these niggas
(Oh, oh)
Forever up, I put my faith in this pistol
(Bah, bah)
I been lurkin' all day for these niggas
(Grr)

You know I twist a nigga body up
Cut 'em like a cold cut
When I'm in the city, pussy nigga
Put your soul up (Bitch)
You know I'm 'bout that murder shit
You better pick your nuts up
Easy screamin' blood
I'm reppin' murder throwin' 4's up
(Bah, bah) nigga 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?)

Lord, You better pray for these niggas
(Oh, oh)
Lord, You better stay with these niggas
(Oh, oh)
Forever up, I put my faith in this pistol
(Bah, bah)
I been lurkin' all day for these niggas
(Grr) lord, You better pray for these niggas
(Oh, oh)
Lord, You better stay with these niggas
(Oh, oh)
Forever up, I put my faith in this pistol
(Bah, bah)
I been lurkin' all day for these niggas
(Grr)

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