| Ayy it’s Philthy nigga
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| Pray for my enemies
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| You know attention is like money
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| Everybody want some, uh-huh
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| Look, look, look, look
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| Pray for my enemies, I know them niggas mad
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| Runnin' off at the mouth or running up a bag
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| I just thank the lord when I count the cash
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| I remember I was poor, I’m never going back
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| Pray for my enemies, I know them niggas mad
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| Runnin' off at the mouth or running up a bag
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| I just thank the lord when I count the cash
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| I remember I was poor, I’m never going back
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| Look, bosses don’t engage in the small talk
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| See when it’s beef it’s no peace, you can’t call it off
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| Couple killers waiting on that phone call
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| Ten thousand four ways, they’ll knock you off
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| Gotta couple Rollies I can pass around
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| Graduated from the streets, no cap and gown (Seminary)
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| Once you drop your nuts it’s no backin' down
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| Hi-Tech in my cup, it’s no Act in town
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| They took the elevator while I took the stairs
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| Payless on my feet, yeah I took the stares
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| Now it’s red bottoms, every day a different pair
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| Three thousand on these shoes I’ll probably never wear, it’s Philthy
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| Pray for my enemies, I know them niggas mad
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| Runnin' off at the mouth or running up a bag
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| I just thank the lord when I count the cash
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| I remember I was poor, I’m never going back
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| Pray for my enemies, I know them niggas mad
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| Runnin' off at the mouth or running up a bag
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| I just thank the lord when I count the cash
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| I remember I was poor, I’m never going back
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| Reminiscing, miss my niggas, how it used to be
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| If you don’t know me by now you gon' get used to me
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| He told on the gang then you ain’t fuckin' with him
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| But if he told on the opps you still fuckin' with him
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| Comin' from the struggle, bitch it’s different levels
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| We up now and I ain’t even have to push the pedal
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| If they ain’t talkin' 'bout them M’s I ain’t tryna settle
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| The streets cold so you know we gotta keep the metal
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| My cousin still thuggin' on the stay away
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| Sucker hit, I know he prayin' for another day
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| Couple seen but you know I take 'em to the grave
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| She just gave me twenty bands, she ain’t seen my face
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| Pray for my enemies, I know them niggas mad
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| Runnin' off at the mouth or running up a bag
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| I just thank the lord when I count the cash
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| I remember I was poor, I’m never going back
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| Pray for my enemies, I know them niggas mad
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| Runnin' off at the mouth or running up a bag
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| I just thank the lord when I count the cash
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| I remember I was poor, I’m never going back
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| I remember them broke days, I swear the nights was long
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| Them suckers see that I’m on and now they mad I’m home
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| I was taught to protect my brothers but they say I’m wrong
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| When I was strugglin' by myself nobody put me on
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| Touched ten bands from two shows, that was out of town
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| Checkin' chicken from two hoes that be out of town
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| Most these niggas playin' roles, I guess they actors now
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| My niggas apply the pressure, ain’t no backing down
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| Interrogation, facing life, I still ain’t say a thing
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| I prayed they kept it in the streets but niggas said my name
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| Gettin' money and groupie bitches isn’t fascinating
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| I’m doin' better, bitch it’s Prezi, no assassination
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| Pray for my enemies, I know them niggas mad
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| Runnin' off at the mouth or running up a bag
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| I just thank the lord when I count the cash
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| I remember I was poor, I’m never going back
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| Pray for my enemies, I know them niggas mad
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| Runnin' off at the mouth or running up a bag
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| I just thank the lord when I count the cash
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| I remember I was poor, I’m never going back |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pray 4 My Enemies , by - Philthy Rich. Song from the album The Remixes 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп