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letra de let us pray - jon connor

[chorus: jon connor]
lord give me the strength to let these n-ggas go
lord bear with me, sh-t, i gotta let these n-ggas know
lord give me the strength to let these n-ggas slow
lord, i need a hundred million while i’m still alive

n-ggas can’t f-ck with me, can’t f-ck with me, can’t f-ck with me, oh no. (x4)

[verse 1: jon connor]
n-gga it’s my time. if it’s not, just give it a minute
giving n-ggas more lyrics to go and try to mimic
wait, quit on that d-ck riding
why i need somebody on my nuts when all my b-tches go and get it, get it?
this sh-t too easy, it’s like taking candy from a midget
i meant it when i said that i’ma k!ll it. i’ma do it
if they don’t let me go then i’ma rip it off the hinges
godd-mn, did you n-ggas not learn when you felt the fire, did you not burn?
i’m a motherf-cker, you my son. i gotta have it, all of my sperm
let you n-ggas shine, now it’s my turn
i need a bad b-tch sandwich. make it that asap
got a little stallion, lookin like she fresh up on the racetrack
look at where her face at, n-gga
steady boy, when he in the club really be a needle in the haystack. huh?
now a n-gga headed to the coast, watch clash when a n-gga get ghost
you n-gga doin the most
catch you said you on fire right? well watch this motherf-cker get roast
flip n-ggas sh-t, y’all already know what it is
three illest n-ggas in the biz
no room, homie don’t want that. boat hoes in this b-tch

lord give me the strength to let these n-ggas go
lord bear with me, sh-t, i gotta let these n-ggas know
lord give me the strength to let these n-ggas slow
lord, i need a hundred million while i’m still alive

n-ggas can’t f-ck with me, can’t f-ck with me, can’t f-ck with me, oh no. (x4)

[verse 2: willie da kid]
bear with me. lord i’m a sinner
send a few shots for these n-ggas
n-ggas better know what they don’t know
it’s gone rule as a motherf-cker
f-ck n-ggas, no. i don’t know no n-ggas. oh yeah, that’s that michigan sh-t. hit the club lookin for a bad b-tch, bring a friend. babygirl you can both get hit. should have known you would like me. get money, get fly, get b-tches, i’m gone. catch a flight right back to the south, house might scar but sh-t i’m on. f-ck a n-gga from the fly city on detroit city in the motherf-ckin deli. got me stackin all k’s through the home, n-gga put em up to the ceiling

we drinkin liquor smokin weed who wanna hang? lord forgive us, all my n-ggas, we just tryin to do our thing. steal money thing through michigan, all money spitters. if you got a dollar you can come and get with us. feelin like you can’t even come get us. got some money but we can’t take it with us

lord give me the strength to let these n-ggas go. lord bear with me, sh-t, i gotta let these n-ggas know. lord give me the strength to let these n-ggas slow. lord, i need a hundred million while i’m still alive

n-ggas can’t f-ck with me, can’t f-ck with me, can’t f-ck with me, oh no. (x4)

- jon connor

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