| Song | Now I Pray |
| Artist | Noreaga |
| Album | God's Favorite |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Abdallah, Almonte, Santiago | |
| Uh, (yeah), gangsta, killa (killa) killa beats nigga (beats nigga) | |
| Iraqians (Iraqians) | |
| Do it like this (send Iraq to the heavens) [Noreaga] | |
| Yo, yo, yo guns, wars, banana clips holdin | |
| Tec nine's the wet clothin | |
| These niggas heard we mack moldin | |
| It's all gravy how | |
| I fuckin my eighties | |
| No women, no babies, | |
| Versace niggas get crump crazy | |
| You think | |
| I'm soft how | |
| I'm up in the loft | |
| And gettin sucked off, with some | |
| Cristal on my cock | |
| And plus duck sauce and two | |
| Spanish bitches lickin it off | |
| Nah, ain't shit changed | |
| I'm still pickin you off | |
| I stay drunk wit a lot of reefer | |
| These niggas gay like the guard that was in "Sleepers" | |
| Two ways without beepers | |
| These little niggas more leapers | |
| I got gangstas that gangbang on all creatures | |
| Shoot your whole face up and fucked up your features | |
| Iraq soldier, see the | |
| Henny made me fall over | |
| And still fuck 'til | |
| I'm dead sober | |
| I don't care about your balls, your hood, or your weed | |
| Fuck your whack ass thoughts | |
| I can throw some speed [Chorus x2] | |
| 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) [Noreaga] | |
| I desecrate the nations, gee | |
| I'm a sick individual | |
| Jose Louis yo, | |
| Analog digital | |
| Cigliari Trarabelly, | |
| Run Isreali my niggas run deep in your roots | |
| Allah Kelly got your project shook, everytime you look | |
| Cause I pray fifty niggas every flight they book | |
| Your more story, get up outta the club, it's drunk | |
| NORE Hands around my two | |
| Spanish bitches holdin my liquor | |
| Across the street these niggas scopin me, hopin | |
| I slip Like | |
| I ain't on point, but what point is this | |
| Do they know my fingers stay itchy, my whip do a buck sixty | |
| Do a 360 donut, and shoot 50 niggas in they fuckin faces | |
| I dumped their bodies by the horse races bloody valore, a couple | |
| Nore faces | |
| Yo keep hatin until you will see | |
| More volts in your chest plate it's hard to breathe | |
| It go [Chorus] [Break: Musalini] | |
| Uh, ah Hey yo this street life we live it | |
| This thug life we live it | |
| If you ain't frontin, we live this shit | |
| Hey yo this street life we live it | |
| This thug shit we live it | |
| Thugged out ain't playin, we live this shit [Muze] | |
| Hey yo, hey yo, it's | |
| Muze vinity chin tap your chin | |
| Send a shot through your limb, think we ain't gonna win | |
| Stuff valar | |
| I know they way | |
| I'm livin ain't right | |
| But's that's life live and learn 'til | |
| I get my game tight | |
| I came up a broken home, rolled wit chrome | |
| Pops was never known on the block 'til my cheddar's blown | |
| Fiendin for the day | |
| I was on, fat beats since the day | |
| I was born | |
| Too know he snatched me and my other half | |
| Thugged out never gettin cash | |
| No mom would put a foot in nigga's ass, mash | |
| Coast to coast wit the | |
| Cali most | |
| Tally wit toast and party wit my cousin's ghost | |
| You bitch nigga, what [Chorus] [talking] | |
| Uh, Now I lay me down to sleep | |
| I pray the lord my soul to keep | |
| If I should die before | |
| I wake |
| zuo ci : Abdallah, Almonte, Santiago | |
| Uh, yeah, gangsta, killa killa killa beats nigga beats nigga | |
| Iraqians Iraqians | |
| Do it like this send Iraq to the heavens Noreaga | |
| Yo, yo, yo guns, wars, banana clips holdin | |
| Tec nine' s the wet clothin | |
| These niggas heard we mack moldin | |
| It' s all gravy how | |
| I fuckin my eighties | |
| No women, no babies, | |
| Versace niggas get crump crazy | |
| You think | |
| I' m soft how | |
| I' m up in the loft | |
| And gettin sucked off, with some | |
| Cristal on my cock | |
| And plus duck sauce and two | |
| Spanish bitches lickin it off | |
| Nah, ain' t shit changed | |
| I' m still pickin you off | |
| I stay drunk wit a lot of reefer | |
| These niggas gay like the guard that was in " Sleepers" | |
| Two ways without beepers | |
| These little niggas more leapers | |
| I got gangstas that gangbang on all creatures | |
| Shoot your whole face up and fucked up your features | |
| Iraq soldier, see the | |
| Henny made me fall over | |
| And still fuck ' til | |
| I' m dead sober | |
| I don' t care about your balls, your hood, or your weed | |
| Fuck your whack ass thoughts | |
| I can throw some speed Chorus x2 | |
| 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 Noreaga | |
| I desecrate the nations, gee | |
| I' m a sick individual | |
| Jose Louis yo, | |
| Analog digital | |
| Cigliari Trarabelly, | |
| Run Isreali my niggas run deep in your roots | |
| Allah Kelly got your project shook, everytime you look | |
| Cause I pray fifty niggas every flight they book | |
| Your more story, get up outta the club, it' s drunk | |
| NORE Hands around my two | |
| Spanish bitches holdin my liquor | |
| Across the street these niggas scopin me, hopin | |
| I slip Like | |
| I ain' t on point, but what point is this | |
| Do they know my fingers stay itchy, my whip do a buck sixty | |
| Do a 360 donut, and shoot 50 niggas in they fuckin faces | |
| I dumped their bodies by the horse races bloody valore, a couple | |
| Nore faces | |
| Yo keep hatin until you will see | |
| More volts in your chest plate it' s hard to breathe | |
| It go Chorus Break: Musalini | |
| Uh, ah Hey yo this street life we live it | |
| This thug life we live it | |
| If you ain' t frontin, we live this shit | |
| Hey yo this street life we live it | |
| This thug shit we live it | |
| Thugged out ain' t playin, we live this shit Muze | |
| Hey yo, hey yo, it' s | |
| Muze vinity chin tap your chin | |
| Send a shot through your limb, think we ain' t gonna win | |
| Stuff valar | |
| I know they way | |
| I' m livin ain' t right | |
| But' s that' s life live and learn ' til | |
| I get my game tight | |
| I came up a broken home, rolled wit chrome | |
| Pops was never known on the block ' til my cheddar' s blown | |
| Fiendin for the day | |
| I was on, fat beats since the day | |
| I was born | |
| Too know he snatched me and my other half | |
| Thugged out never gettin cash | |
| No mom would put a foot in nigga' s ass, mash | |
| Coast to coast wit the | |
| Cali most | |
| Tally wit toast and party wit my cousin' s ghost | |
| You bitch nigga, what Chorus talking | |
| Uh, Now I lay me down to sleep | |
| I pray the lord my soul to keep | |
| If I should die before | |
| I wake |
| zuò cí : Abdallah, Almonte, Santiago | |
| Uh, yeah, gangsta, killa killa killa beats nigga beats nigga | |
| Iraqians Iraqians | |
| Do it like this send Iraq to the heavens Noreaga | |
| Yo, yo, yo guns, wars, banana clips holdin | |
| Tec nine' s the wet clothin | |
| These niggas heard we mack moldin | |
| It' s all gravy how | |
| I fuckin my eighties | |
| No women, no babies, | |
| Versace niggas get crump crazy | |
| You think | |
| I' m soft how | |
| I' m up in the loft | |
| And gettin sucked off, with some | |
| Cristal on my cock | |
| And plus duck sauce and two | |
| Spanish bitches lickin it off | |
| Nah, ain' t shit changed | |
| I' m still pickin you off | |
| I stay drunk wit a lot of reefer | |
| These niggas gay like the guard that was in " Sleepers" | |
| Two ways without beepers | |
| These little niggas more leapers | |
| I got gangstas that gangbang on all creatures | |
| Shoot your whole face up and fucked up your features | |
| Iraq soldier, see the | |
| Henny made me fall over | |
| And still fuck ' til | |
| I' m dead sober | |
| I don' t care about your balls, your hood, or your weed | |
| Fuck your whack ass thoughts | |
| I can throw some speed Chorus x2 | |
| 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 Noreaga | |
| I desecrate the nations, gee | |
| I' m a sick individual | |
| Jose Louis yo, | |
| Analog digital | |
| Cigliari Trarabelly, | |
| Run Isreali my niggas run deep in your roots | |
| Allah Kelly got your project shook, everytime you look | |
| Cause I pray fifty niggas every flight they book | |
| Your more story, get up outta the club, it' s drunk | |
| NORE Hands around my two | |
| Spanish bitches holdin my liquor | |
| Across the street these niggas scopin me, hopin | |
| I slip Like | |
| I ain' t on point, but what point is this | |
| Do they know my fingers stay itchy, my whip do a buck sixty | |
| Do a 360 donut, and shoot 50 niggas in they fuckin faces | |
| I dumped their bodies by the horse races bloody valore, a couple | |
| Nore faces | |
| Yo keep hatin until you will see | |
| More volts in your chest plate it' s hard to breathe | |
| It go Chorus Break: Musalini | |
| Uh, ah Hey yo this street life we live it | |
| This thug life we live it | |
| If you ain' t frontin, we live this shit | |
| Hey yo this street life we live it | |
| This thug shit we live it | |
| Thugged out ain' t playin, we live this shit Muze | |
| Hey yo, hey yo, it' s | |
| Muze vinity chin tap your chin | |
| Send a shot through your limb, think we ain' t gonna win | |
| Stuff valar | |
| I know they way | |
| I' m livin ain' t right | |
| But' s that' s life live and learn ' til | |
| I get my game tight | |
| I came up a broken home, rolled wit chrome | |
| Pops was never known on the block ' til my cheddar' s blown | |
| Fiendin for the day | |
| I was on, fat beats since the day | |
| I was born | |
| Too know he snatched me and my other half | |
| Thugged out never gettin cash | |
| No mom would put a foot in nigga' s ass, mash | |
| Coast to coast wit the | |
| Cali most | |
| Tally wit toast and party wit my cousin' s ghost | |
| You bitch nigga, what Chorus talking | |
| Uh, Now I lay me down to sleep | |
| I pray the lord my soul to keep | |
| If I should die before | |
| I wake |