Luyện nghe bài hát Hail Mary (Remix)

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

(Verse 1)
I ain't no i just be with them
Fuck nigga better not me
I ain't leave you gushing
I once realized upon a time i escaped demise
I possessed the heart of a
Looking right down the eyes
Murder,Blood,Money on my
selling dimes in a line of fire
Shootouts day on the 9
So i rewind to those a thousand times
This the life i chose fine guess ima tote my iron
this lifestyle we still smile
See who got the rawest gat around the
Young niggas living and up wild
Walk up man to see who down to ride
Remember couldn't come outside
See clips through blocks down to 5
Yes routine everytime riding round mine 2 Glocks
No hell nawl we ain't throwing no guns
These brand new Glocks, i might go to
When im smoking mary im a young 2Pac
50 guns everybody and ready
I dont know who shot
Look nowadays everybody stretching world
Ending the Armageddon
Go and tight on my .357
Thinking am i still going to go to
I my granny there , lord let me in
Yeah you know be a blessing
Send me with the demons all in hell
be just like im back on Essex
Iced out whores on my
War where im from had to learn less
Then attack or it
Al Capone "baby face" Nelson Biggie Smalls Pac

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

(Verse 2)
Looking down that of that 40 caliber
You could see the of lucifer
like he coming after ya
I didn't the streets before feel like im on another chapter
But everytime im in my
Mo get shed then West Africa
Murders the boston massacre
Just another day my savages
Ducking penitentiary chances went
All them and averages
I was on the 8 block everyday up
Have my own lil .38
Me Crazy James, J dot, CJ, ten we be still on the 8 hot
W2FL had twitter going up hashtag the tape drop
I was in the streets 24 nights no love
Lil herb give a if my face hot
What a gone do to me who is he
No he true as me , murder on somebody nigga
If ever shoot at me
And say i ride like im bone thugs and harmony
When i start flowing with
People asking me how i remain humble
When niggas talking bout doing me
Focusing on the road, had to pull out some
A couple talking bout sueing me
Pac in the flesh, Glock on my waist
Gold on top of my vest
Hit'em up and soon as i get around my
As a rider know the rest
My ambition as a in a black S550
through {?}
Do the strip it dont matter
Anything for the cake fuck around and take yo
And i use to dreams of being above the rim
On the shooting hoops but instead
I was posted on me capo, and lil roc
Toted jocks the juice