Luyện nghe bài hát Warm Embrace

It's I got the 4-4 cocked
On the in it, two door dropped
And my spot is but hot
The pussy-ass cop some murder in the lot

My got popped
With a bullet was meant for me
The adapt by T's and B's and the
Fuck what the reason be, I'ma squeezing these

Them niggas G's, they wanna be thugs
And it ain't shit to these motherfucking slugs
The fools ain't plugged, plus no hoes over here
I done dropped more dead than tears
Brought to life momma's worst

Pictures of a son dying from that hot ones
Baby mama's crying at the
'Cause the magnum lit him a Black & Mild
When I out on his ass on the solo
I caught him up on mo mo cooking up

I got to tip on the
in like po po taking lives with the, oh no
It's a 4-4, mini-missile with a silencer for the
My pistol 'cause when I let that bitch ride

I the homicide is being carried out in official
Niggas bumping gums but don't want none
Because of these hot ones explode on contact
A manic prepared to die in combat

Besides all that a 4-4 me laced
Don't be to say
I can see the fear in your
As I reach my waist for this embrace

I got love for the 4-4
But when I pick it up, I don't let it go
Because a straight loving your warm embrace
I got plenty for the 4-5

But when I pick it up, I don't let it ride
But still I bust 'cause I survive from your embrace
I got love for the nine-mill
And when I pick it up, I don't wanna kill

But I bust because I'm needing your warm embrace
All you motherfuckers duck and hide
Before I let it ride, the sucker stepped
Still I because I'm loving your warm embrace

I love the element of surprise when I'm taking hoes lives
my customized 4-5
Get ammunition to knock off you
Your crew and some guys

You better get wise
Make your first shot is sweet, trying to kill the elite
'Cause you getting no more tries
Hate to make a Nubian mother but fuck it

as I don't hear the hoe cry
Split a beam his eyes and make that bitch nigga so wise
No matter what the size of the warm of my 45
Make sure the crossed dies

You don't throw them thangs
'Cause when I cocked and aim time to think in a split second time
But Mayz ain't new to the
I use the when the shots light up this tunnel of crime

But niggas get bucked for dime and it's you're a magnet for sin
Punk pretend to be your friend 'til they get enough to your ends
To do you in, that shit me on ten
And make me put the barrel of this solid fiend

Upon under that nigga's chin, plus he talking big shit war
Like he don't know my Speedknot Mob win
But I dare one of you niggas to say my
'Cause I put a bullet into your closest kin

Just to get your skin like a dirty syringe
I know you can't win with a gun or a pen
So when you see Mayz come in the you better say your grace
Before I fuck up your face a can of mace
Before I get disgraced, I'ma catch a
Maybe you hoes fear the wrath of my warm

I got plenty for the 4-4
But when I it up, I don't wanna let it go
Because a nigga straight loving your embrace
I got love for the 4-5

But when I it up, I don't wanna let it ride
But still I bust 'cause I survive from your embrace
I got love for the nine-mill
And when I it up, I don't really wanna kill

But still I bust because I'm needing' warm embrace
All you motherfuckers duck and hide
Before I let it ride, the sucker aside
Still I bust I'm loving' your warm embrace

With you my passion, Nina squeeze off seventeen, for
Hold you so tightly, I love you Nina and never wanna let you go
Miss Millimeter's making a mockery of motherfuckers be ruckus
When I get my clutches upon hoe

Itching to let the blow
Like a sparrow, how it flow, an arrow, Geronimo
'em up and swallow slow
I reload, your ass crack, you constantly blast back

Payback flashback, some bitches know
Bust I see the chrome from the intro
You was fucked from the phasing, deep with the and abrasion
Erupts and amazing, nigga, my Nina

Fuck the gazing and get tore up from the blazing
Fool you be burning them with black ass
Murderous hips, hurting the grips, ride on personal
Deposition die for them six

Everyone of 'em with a hit but some are missing of a to the kick
'Cause I be my bitch
Trying to pimp her but she a wild and a tame
Kick a static on when she gang bang, in the fullest moon

better pull it soon or else suffer hellafied bullet wounds
And even though I stay clubbed with thugs, why call 'em stug?
When it comes to her love, it's above she drawing blood
Static the bra 'cause every time I take a hit at the bud

And give you a hug you gon' pop up a
Drinking Remy on the block, bust the glock
When the Henny hit the chest, Smith & Wess
Fuck the discussion, I'm busting 'em all, my balls

If I see y'all be to rest, let me hit the sess
Loose used to be a problem solver
But the Nina made me a
No strap could the place of the black nine
Leave 'em flat lines, feeling fury, you was born to
my warm embrace

I got plenty for the 4-4
But I pick it up, I don't wanna let it go
Because a straight loving your warm embrace
I got plenty for the 4-5

But when I pick it up, I wanna let it ride
But still I 'cause I survive from your warm embrace
I got plenty love for the
And I pick it up, I don't really wanna kill

But I bust because I'm needing your warm embrace
All you motherfuckers better duck and
Before I let it ride, the sucker aside
Still I bust I'm loving' your warm embrace

I got plenty for the 4-4, 4-4, 4-4
Warm
I got love for the 4-5, 4-5 , 4-5
(4-5, 4-5, 4-5)
embrace
I got plenty for the nine-mill, nine-mill
(Nine-mill)