Luyện nghe bài hát Hail Mary (Remix)

(Intro)
Huh
Niggas know what it is with 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 no killer i just be with them
Fuck better not push me
I ain't leave you gushing
I once realized upon a time when i escaped
I the heart of a lion
Looking homicide right 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 times
This the life i chose thats guess ima tote my iron
this lifestyle we still smile
See who got the rawest gat around the
niggas living and grew up wild
Walk up man to see who down to ride
Remember couldn't come outside
See straight through blocks down to 5
Yes same routine everytime riding mine 2 Glocks
No gloves hell nawl we ain't throwing no
These new Glocks, i might go to hell
When im smoking mary nigga im a young
50 guns clipped and ready
I dont even know who
like nowadays everybody stretching world
Ending like the
Go and hold on my .357
Thinking am i still to go to heaven
I my granny there , lord let me in
Yeah you that'll be a blessing
me with the demons all in hell scheming
It'll be just like im on Essex
out whores on my necklace
War where im had to learn none less
Then attack or it
Al "baby face" Nelson Biggie Smalls Pac Resurrection

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

(Verse 2)
Looking down that barrel of that 40
You could see the ghost of
Looking like he coming ya
I didn't need the streets before feel im on another chapter
But im in my city
Mo blood get then West Africa
Murders like the massacre
Just day with my savages
Ducking penitentiary went against
All them and averages
I was on the 8 block posted up
Have my own lil .38
Me James, J dot, CJ, Took ten we be still on the 8 hot
W2FL had twitter 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 true as me , murder on somebody 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 stay talking bout doing me
on the road, had to pull out some shows
A couple still 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 my ambitionz
As a rider know the rest
My as a rider in a black S550
Flipping {?}
Do the strip like it dont
Anything for the cake fuck around and take yo
And i use to have dreams of being the rim
On the court hoops but instead
I was on Essex me capo, and lil roc
Toted with the juice