And I hoped and prayed That she wasn't the one Met a girl And I hoped and prayed That she wasn't the one That she wasn't the one I hoped and prayed
Hard niggas vets, bullets scars on they chest Start tryna test, I hope the Lord got ya blessed, nigga (Everywhere I go) From Spain to Maine, we here
the moon glance on the frightened man Bring her sweet peace ere she rests on the breast of God With the nutrnegs and oak-apples of her rosary That counts the praying
that of Christian superiority. The Indians were read a proclamation in Spanish which they had no hope of understanding, they had no hope of understanding
storm in the sky. Farewell and adieu to you, Spanish ladies, Farewell and adieu, you ladies of Spain; We've received orders for to sail back to England, We hope
was that of Christian superiority. The Indians were read a proclamation in Spanish which they had no hope of understanding, they had no hope of understanding
they chest Start tryna test I hope the Lord got ya blessed nigga (Ev-ry-where I go-o-o-o-oo!!!) [Snoop talking] From Spain to Maine, we here to change
