Gangsta’s Prayer Songtext
von Fredo Bang

(P Crisco got the heat, boy)

I got bills comin′, I got niggas dyin', damn near lost hope
Nigga make the wrong joke, he might get smoked
You know God didn′t pray for lil' Bang
'Cause I got murder on my mind, pussy, ain′t shit change (skrrt)

I′m just loadin' up the car, nigga, where we goin′?
I've been out here tryna slide, I ain′t have time to mourn
Pray for lil' Bang
′Cause I got murder on my mind, pussy, ain't shit change

Lord, tell me if I'm cursed (if I′m cursed)
The ones I love, they in jail or in the dirt (in the dirt)
Before I had a job, I had learned to put in work (put in work)
Mama said I′m still alive so maybe I should join the church
I told her, "I ain't hit ′em second, mama"

I'ma hit ′em first (krr, pow)
You know they locked me in a cell and tried to make me turn
Don't do no singin′, I ain't Usher, they gon' have to let me burn, standin′ firm (fuck)
Fuck, my dawg just went vet


For everyone I lost, I promise one of yours dead
To the set what I pledge, pray to God I don′t miss every time I bow my head
They always talkin' about, "Pray", how do a gangsta pray though?
Let me know

4 a.m. in the mornin′, havin' a Percocet
Niggas been sendin′ me threats, so I got the curtains cracked
Niggas be spinnin' my words ′cause I'm really spinnin' that
Gotta be up around 6, gotta take the rental back, ooh
How dare you tell these people lies and have them thinkin′ you a killer?
When you knowin′ you ain't half of that
Niggas been rappin′ 'bout my life and they done ran off with my story

Pussy, I can′t give no pass to that
Nah, I can't give no past to that
Nah, I can′t give no past to that
Yeah, we know you not half of that
No, no, I can't give no past to that

Hated on by my own cousin
Before I started buzzin', bitch, I was really thuggin′
Mama told me when I was young that I was smart, but I was stubborn
Jumped up off the porch head first, I was uppin′, mmm


Murder made me, bodies
That shit put me through my first semester in college
You ever slang that iron for real, shells fallin'
You ever watched a soul leave? I doubt it

He wanna say he steppin′ like me, I'm the one who taught him
They droppin′ day to day, if he had a price I pro'ly bought ′em
They tried to press me for a name up in that room, I told 'em sorry
But they gon' try to twist it like I was talkin′

Nah, I can′t give no past to that
Nah, I can't give no past to that
Yeah, we know you not half of that
No, no, I can′t give no past to that