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 cop throw some murder in the lot

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

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

Pictures of a son dying from hot ones flying
mama's crying at the funeral
'Cause the magnum lit him like a Black &
I rolled out on his ass on the solo
I caught him up on mo mo cooking up

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

I know the homicide is carried out in official
Niggas steady bumping gums but want none
Because of these hot ones explode on contact
A manic that's to die in combat

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

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

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

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 because I'm loving your warm

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Payback from flashback, bitches know
'til I see the chrome from the intro
You was fucked from the phasing, with the cuts and abrasion
and amazing, nigga, my Nina bucked

Fuck the gazing and enemies get tore up from the
Fool you be burning them with your ass
hips, hurting the grips, ride on personal list
Deposition die for serving 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 thang
Kick a static on when she gang bang, in the fullest moon

Niggas pull it soon or else suffer hellafied bullet wounds
And even though I stay clubbed with some thugs, why 'em stug?
When it comes to her love, it's none above she drawing
Static under the bra 'cause every 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, busting Smith &
Fuck the discussion, I'm busting 'em all, clutching my

If I see y'all be to rest, let me hit the sess
Loose revolver used to be a problem
But the made me a baller
No strap take the place of the black nine
Leave 'em flat lines, feeling fury, you was to taste
From my 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 when I pick it up, I don't wanna let it
But still I bust 'cause I survive from your warm
I got plenty for the nine-mill
And when I pick it up, I really wanna kill

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

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