Luyện nghe bài hát Warm Embrace

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

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

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

Pictures of a son from that hot ones flying
Baby crying at the funeral
'Cause the magnum lit him like a & Mild
When I rolled out on his ass on the
I caught him up on mo mo cooking up

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 for the whistle
My favorite pistol 'cause when I let that bitch

I the homicide is being carried out in official
Niggas steady bumping gums but don't want
Because of these hot that explode on contact
A manic prepared to die in combat

all that a 4-4 keeps 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 wanna let it go
Because a nigga straight your warm embrace
I got plenty 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 plenty love for the
And when I pick it up, I really wanna kill

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

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

You better get wise
Make sure your shot is sweet, trying to kill the elite
'Cause you ain't getting no tries
Hate to make a Nubian mother but fuck it

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

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

But get bucked for dime and it's like you're a magnet for sin
Punk pretend to be your friend 'til they get close enough to ends
To do you in, shit puts me on ten
And me wanna 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 Mob gon' win
But I one of you niggas to say my name
'Cause I put a fucking bullet into your kin

Just to get under your like a dirty syringe
Plus I you can't win with a gun or a pen
So you see Mayz come in the place 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 the wrath of my warm embrace

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And give you a hug you gon' pop up a
Drinking 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 y'all be to rest, let me hit the sess
revolver used to be a problem solver
But the Nina me a baller
No strap could the place of the black nine
'em flat lines, feeling fury, you was born to taste
From my embrace

I got love for the 4-4
But when I 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 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 really wanna kill

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

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