Luyện nghe bài hát Hail Mary (Remix)

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

(Verse 1)
I no killer i just be with them
Fuck nigga not push me
I pussy leave you gushing
I realized upon a time when i escaped demise
I possessed the heart of a
Looking right down the eyes
Murder,Blood,Money on my
Trapping selling dimes in a of fire
Shootouts day on the 9
So i could rewind to a thousand times
This the life i chose thats guess ima tote my iron
Through 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 niggas couldn't outside
See clips straight through blocks to 5
Yes same routine everytime riding round mine 2
No gloves hell we ain't throwing no guns
These brand new Glocks, i might go to
When im smoking mary im a young 2Pac
50 guns clipped and ready
I even know who shot
Look like nowadays stretching world
Ending like the
Go and tight on my .357
Thinking am i still to go to heaven
I know my granny there , let me in
you know that'll be a blessing
Send me with the demons all in hell
It'll be just like im back on
Iced out whores on my
War where im from had to none less
Then or protect it
Al Capone "baby face" Biggie Smalls Pac Resurrection

(Hook)
Come Me!
Never a Homicide
Run see
No where to run to now, we gone let them ride
La dada dah
With Me!
Never watched a
Run see
No where to run to now, we 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 coming ya
I didn't need the streets before like im on another chapter
But im in my city
Mo blood get shed West Africa
Murders like the boston
another day with my savages
Ducking penitentiary chances went
All odds and averages
I was on the 8 block posted 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 nights down no
Lil give a fuck if my face hot
What a gone do to me who is he
No he ain't as me , murder on somebody nigga
If they shoot at me
And they say i ride im bone thugs and harmony
When i start with fluency
People asking me herbo how i remain
niggas stay 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 as i get around my ambitionz
As a rider yall know the
My ambition as a rider in a S550
through {?}
Do the strip it dont matter
for the cake fuck around and take yo batter
And i use to have of being above the rim
On the court shooting but instead
I was posted on me capo, and lil roc
jocks with the juice