Luyện nghe bài hát Hail Mary (Remix)

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

(Verse 1)
I ain't no killer i just be with
Fuck nigga better not me
I pussy leave you gushing
I once upon a time when i escaped demise
I possessed the heart of a
Looking homicide down the eyes
Murder,Blood,Money on my
Trapping selling dimes in a line of
Shootouts 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
Young niggas living and up wild
up man just to see who down to ride
Remember niggas come outside
See clips through blocks down to 5
Yes same routine everytime riding round 2 Glocks
No hell nawl we ain't throwing no guns
These new Glocks, i might go to hell
im smoking mary nigga im a young 2Pac
50 guns clipped and ready
I dont know who shot
Look like nowadays everybody stretching
Ending like the
Go and hold on my .357
Thinking am i going to go to heaven
I know my there , lord let me in
you know that'll be a blessing
Send me with the demons all in scheming
It'll be just like im on Essex
Iced out on my necklace
War where im had to learn none less
Then attack or it
Al Capone "baby face" Biggie Smalls Pac Resurrection

(Hook)
With Me!
Never watched a
Run see
No where to run to now, we gone let them ride
La dada dah
Come Me!
watched a Homicide
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 of lucifer
Looking like he after ya
I didn't need the before feel like im on another chapter
But im in my city
Mo blood get shed then Africa
Murders like the boston
Just day with my savages
Ducking penitentiary chances went
All them odds and
I was on the 8 block posted up
Have my own lil .38
Me Crazy James, J dot, CJ, Took ten we be on the 8 hot
W2FL had twitter going up when the tape drop
I was in the streets 24 down no love
Lil herb give a if my face hot
What a gone do to me who is he
No he ain't true as me , murder on nigga
If they shoot at me
And they say i ride like im bone thugs and
i start flowing with fluency
People asking me herbo how i humble
When niggas talking bout doing me
Focusing on the road, had to out some shows
A still talking bout sueing me
Young Pac in the flesh, on my waist
chain on top of my vest
Hit'em up and as i get around my ambitionz
As a rider know the rest
My as a rider in a black S550
Flipping {?}
Do the strip it dont matter
Anything for the cake fuck around and yo batter
And i use to have of being above the rim
On the court hoops but instead
I was posted on me capo, and lil roc
Toted with the juice