Luyện nghe bài hát Hail Mary (Remix)

(Intro)
Huh
Niggas know what it is with me man
G
We been making it very on blocks, No Limit
RIP Ms.Afeni
Aye who in with me though 'Twan

(Verse 1)
I ain't no i just be with them
Fuck better not push me
I ain't leave you gushing
I once realized upon a time i escaped demise
I possessed the of a lion
Looking homicide right the eyes
Murder,Blood,Money on my
selling dimes in a line of fire
Shootouts day on the 9
So i could to those a thousand times
This the life i chose thats fine guess ima tote my
this lifestyle we still smile
See who got the rawest gat around the
Young niggas living and up wild
Walk up man just to see who to ride
Remember couldn't come outside
See clips straight through down to 5
Yes same routine everytime round mine 2 Glocks
No gloves hell nawl we ain't throwing no
These new Glocks, i might go to hell
im smoking mary nigga im a young 2Pac
50 guns clipped and ready
I dont even know who
Look like nowadays everybody world
Ending the Armageddon
Go and tight on my .357
am i still going to go to heaven
I know my there , lord let me in
Yeah you know that'll be a
Send me the demons all in hell scheming
It'll be just im back on Essex
Iced out whores on my
War where im from had to learn none
attack or protect it
Al Capone "baby face" Nelson Smalls Pac Resurrection

(Hook)
With Me!
Never watched a
Run see
No where to run to now, we gone let them choppas
La dada dah
With Me!
Never a Homicide
Run see
No where to run to now, we gone let choppas ride
La dada dah

(Verse 2)
Looking down that barrel of 40 caliber
You see the ghost of lucifer
Looking he coming after ya
I didn't need the streets before feel like im on chapter
But im in my city
Mo blood get shed then West
Murders like the massacre
another day with my savages
Ducking chances went against
All them odds and
I was on the 8 block everyday up
my own lil .38 cocked
Me Crazy James, J dot, CJ, Took ten we be on the 8 hot
had twitter going up hashtag when the tape drop
I was in the streets 24 down no love
Lil herb give a fuck if my hot
a nigga gone do to me who is he
No he ain't true as me , on somebody nigga
If they shoot at me
And they say i ride like im bone thugs and
i start flowing with fluency
People asking me herbo how i humble
When niggas stay bout doing me
Focusing on the road, had to pull out shows
A couple still talking bout me
Young Pac in the flesh, Glock on my
Gold on top of my vest
up and soon as i get around my ambitionz
As a rider yall the rest
My ambition as a rider in a S550
through {?}
Do the like it dont matter
for the cake fuck around and take yo batter
And i use to dreams of being above the rim
On the court shooting but instead
I was posted on me capo, and lil roc
jocks with the juice