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 'Twan

(Verse 1)
I ain't no i just be with them
nigga better not push me
I ain't pussy leave you
I once realized upon a when i escaped demise
I possessed the heart of a
homicide right 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 times
This the life i thats fine guess ima tote my iron
Through this lifestyle we still
See who got the rawest gat around the
Young niggas living and up wild
Walk up man to see who down to ride
niggas couldn't come outside
See clips through blocks down to 5
Yes same routine everytime round mine 2 Glocks
No gloves nawl we ain't throwing no guns
These new Glocks, i might go to hell
When im smoking mary im a young 2Pac
50 guns everybody and ready
I dont even who shot
Look like nowadays everybody world
Ending the Armageddon
Go and tight on my .357
Thinking am i still going to go to
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 on Essex
Iced out on my necklace
War where im from had to learn none
attack or protect it
Al Capone "baby face" Nelson Biggie Pac Resurrection

(Hook)
Come Me!
Never watched a
Run see
No where to run to now, we let them choppas ride
La dadadada dah
With 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 barrel of that 40
You could see the of lucifer
Looking he coming after ya
I didn't need the streets before feel im on another chapter
But everytime im in my
Mo get shed then West Africa
like the boston massacre
Just day with my savages
Ducking penitentiary chances against
All them odds and
I was on the 8 block everyday up
my own lil .38 cocked
Me James, J dot, CJ, Took ten we be still on the 8 hot
W2FL had twitter going up when the tape drop
I was in the streets 24 nights no love
Lil give a fuck if my face hot
What a gone do to me who is he
No he true as me , murder on somebody nigga
If they ever at me
And they say i like im bone thugs and harmony
When i start flowing with
asking me herbo how i remain humble
When niggas talking bout doing me
Focusing on the road, had to pull out shows
A couple still bout sueing me
Young Pac in the flesh, on my waist
Gold on top of my vest
Hit'em up and as i get around my ambitionz
As a rider know the rest
My ambition as a rider in a S550
through {?}
Do the like 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 shooting hoops but
I was posted on me capo, and lil roc
jocks with the juice