Luyện nghe bài hát Warm Embrace

It's like I got the 4-4
On the block in it, two dropped
And my spot is but hot
The cop throw some murder in the lot

My nigga got
With a bullet that was for me
The by T's and B's and the regencies
Fuck what the reason be, I'ma start squeezing

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

Pictures of a son dying from that hot ones
Baby crying at the funeral
'Cause the lit him like a Black & Mild
I rolled out on his ass on the solo
I caught him up on mo mo up co-co

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

I know the homicide is being carried out in
Niggas steady gums but don't want none
Because of these hot that explode on contact
A manic that's prepared to die in

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

I got love for the 4-4
But when I pick it up, I wanna let it go
Because a nigga 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 bust I survive from your warm embrace
I got plenty love for the
And when I pick it up, I don't really kill

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

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

You motherfuckers get wise
Make sure your first shot is sweet, trying to the elite
you ain't getting no more tries
Hate to make a Nubian mother weep but it

Long as I hear the hoe cry
Split a beam his eyes and make that bitch nigga so wise
No matter what the size of the embrace of my 45
Make sure the nigga crossed

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

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

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

Just to get under your like a dirty syringe
Plus I know you win with a gun or a pen
So when you see Mayz come in the place you better say grace
Before I fuck up face like a can of mace
Before I get disgraced, I'ma catch a
Maybe you fear the wrath of my warm embrace

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

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

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

With you my passion, Nina off seventeen, for sure
Hold you ever so tightly, I love you Nina and wanna let you go
Miss Millimeter's making a mockery of motherfuckers gotta be
When I get my clutches upon hoe

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

Payback from flashback, bitches know
Bust 'til I see the chrome from the
You was from the phasing, deep with the cuts and abrasion
Erupts and amazing, nigga, my bucked

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

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

Niggas better pull it or else suffer hellafied bullet wounds
And though I stay clubbed with some thugs, why call 'em stug?
When it comes to her love, it's none above she drawing
Static under the bra 'cause every time I a hit at the bud

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

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

I got plenty for the 4-4
But when I pick it up, I wanna let it go
Because a nigga straight loving your embrace
I got love for the 4-5

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

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

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