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 with me though 'Twan

(Verse 1)
I ain't no killer i be with them
Fuck better not push me
I ain't pussy you gushing
I once upon a time when i escaped demise
I possessed the of a lion
Looking homicide right the eyes
Murder,Blood,Money on my
Trapping selling 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 ima tote my iron
Through this lifestyle we still
See who got the gat around the guys
Young niggas and grew up wild
Walk up man just to see who down to
Remember niggas couldn't outside
See clips through blocks down to 5
Yes same routine everytime round mine 2 Glocks
No hell nawl we ain't throwing no guns
brand new Glocks, i might go to hell
When im smoking mary nigga im a 2Pac
50 guns everybody and ready
I dont know who shot
Look like nowadays everybody stretching
Ending like the
Go and hold on my .357
am i still going to go to heaven
I my granny there , lord let me in
Yeah you know that'll be a
Send me with the demons all in scheming
It'll be just like im back on
Iced out on my necklace
War im from had to learn none less
Then or protect it
Al Capone "baby face" Nelson Biggie Pac Resurrection

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

(Verse 2)
Looking that barrel of that 40 caliber
You could see the ghost of
Looking like he after ya
I didn't need the streets feel like im on another chapter
But im in my city
Mo blood get shed then Africa
Murders the boston massacre
Just day with my savages
Ducking penitentiary went against
All them odds and
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 when the tape
I was in the streets 24 nights down no
Lil herb give a fuck if my hot
What a nigga do to me who is he
No he ain't as me , murder on somebody nigga
If ever shoot at me
And they say i ride like im thugs and harmony
When i start flowing fluency
People me herbo how i remain humble
When niggas stay talking doing me
Focusing on the road, had to out some shows
A couple still bout sueing me
Pac in the flesh, Glock on my waist
Gold chain on top of my
Hit'em up and soon as i get my ambitionz
As a rider yall know the
My ambition as a in a black S550
Flipping {?}
Do the strip like it dont
Anything for the cake around and take yo batter
And i use to have of being above the rim
On the court shooting hoops but
I was on Essex me capo, and lil roc
Toted jocks with the