Hail Mary

Tru

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    (c-murder talking)

    Check this out my nigga.
    Ive been a hot boy for a long motherfuckin time, ya heard me.
    It was cool for a minute, but shit I gotta jump up out this shit.
    Free from murder attempts on my life, you know.
    I got a family to feed, you know.
    Im trying to jump about the game.

    (chours x2)
    Hail mary
    Hail mary, please help me, I wanna live
    And forgive me for the dirt that I did
    I been a thug since I was born
    And nuttin change but I been trapped in this game too long

    Verse 1 (c-murder)

    Hail mary
    Freak or murder attempts on my life
    And my soul is gettin cold and Im facin parole
    Heavy gangsters looking burry
    But who can I tell from my cell to hell, dont let me die in jail
    One foot up in the grave and my back against a brick wall
    Im having dreams about a image trying to kill us all
    I count my blessing but Im stressin, smith n wesson
    Fool testing my nuts, Im still throwing them up
    And spitting blind rounds at my shadow, tweekin for drama
    I found a call from my momma, she dont want me around
    And everything I touch seem to turn cold
    And every nigga that I hang with dont grow too old
    Hail mary

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    (chours x2)

    Verse 2: (c-murder)

    Two elevens got me sweatin, will I lose my rights
    Convicted fellon with 187, facin twenty five to life
    Im just another lil nigga ready to ride on dem bustas
    Like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder why I trust ya
    Use to hustle for fun nigga, a young nigga, dumb nigga
    Now they got me on the motherfuckin run nigga
    I used to laugh at them other niggas runnin from the cops
    Now these bitch niggas sweatin my block
    My ghetto dreams got me wishing for a quarter bird or something
    I ask them ballers but them niggas aint frontin
    Its rest in peace in my future, how long will I live
    Hail mary please forgive me for the dirt that I did

    (chorus x2)

    Verse 3: (magic)

    I sit and wonder with all the things I hear my people say
    Like, magic, God is coming back some day
    Am I ready, shit I dont know, Im just trying to survive
    Im hustlin and strugglin, cant you see the pain in my eyes
    Ive been doing this shit for way too long, plus Im way too strong
    Its hard doing right when all I ever done was wrong
    Thug to the bone but I know I gots to move on
    The devils itching to get me and I dont think I got long
    Thank God for tru, and every word I say is for real
    Yall couldnt imagine some the dirt I did
    Shit I used to rob, steal, click click and kill for a meal
    So close to death when I had just started to live
    My lord

    (chours x2)

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    Composición: C-Murder y Magic

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