Luyện nghe bài hát Hail Mary (Remix)

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

(Verse 1)
I ain't no i just be with them
Fuck nigga not push me
I ain't pussy leave you
I once realized a time when i escaped demise
I possessed the heart of a
Looking homicide down the eyes
Murder,Blood,Money on my
Trapping selling dimes in a of fire
broad day on the 9
So i could rewind to those a thousand
This the life i thats fine guess ima tote my iron
Through this we still smile
See who got the gat around the guys
Young niggas living and grew up
Walk up man to see who down to ride
Remember niggas come outside
See clips straight blocks down to 5
Yes same routine everytime round mine 2 Glocks
No gloves hell we ain't throwing no guns
These brand new Glocks, i might go to
When im mary nigga im a young 2Pac
50 guns clipped and ready
I dont even who shot
Look like everybody stretching world
like the Armageddon
Go and tight on my .357
am i still going to go to heaven
I know my granny there , let me in
Yeah you that'll be a blessing
Send me the demons all in hell scheming
be just like im back on Essex
Iced out on my necklace
War where im from had to learn none
Then attack or it
Al "baby face" Nelson Biggie Smalls Pac Resurrection

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

(Verse 2)
Looking down barrel of that 40 caliber
You see the ghost of lucifer
Looking like he after ya
I didn't need the before feel like im on another chapter
But everytime im in my
Mo blood get shed then West
Murders like the boston
Just another day my savages
Ducking penitentiary went against
All them and averages
I was on the 8 everyday posted up
my own lil .38 cocked
Me Crazy James, J dot, CJ, Took ten we be on the 8 hot
W2FL had twitter up hashtag when the tape drop
I was in the streets 24 nights 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 , murder on nigga
If ever shoot at me
And they say i ride im bone thugs and harmony
When i start flowing with
asking me herbo how i remain humble
When niggas stay bout doing me
Focusing on the road, had to pull out some
A couple still bout sueing 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 yall know the rest
My as a rider in a black S550
through {?}
Do the strip it dont matter
Anything for the fuck around and take yo batter
And i use to have dreams of above the rim
On the court hoops but instead
I was posted on me capo, and lil roc
Toted jocks the juice