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 with me 'Twan

(Verse 1)
I ain't no killer i just be them
Fuck nigga not push me
I ain't pussy you gushing
I once realized a time when i escaped demise
I the heart of a lion
Looking homicide right down the
Murder,Blood,Money on my
Trapping selling dimes in a line of
broad day on the 9
So i could rewind to a thousand times
This the life i chose thats guess ima tote my iron
Through this lifestyle we smile
See who got the rawest gat the guys
Young niggas living and up wild
Walk up man to see who down to ride
Remember niggas come outside
See straight through blocks down to 5
Yes same routine everytime riding round 2 Glocks
No gloves hell nawl we throwing no guns
These brand new Glocks, i might go to
When im mary nigga im a young 2Pac
50 everybody clipped and ready
I even know who shot
Look like nowadays everybody world
like the Armageddon
Go and tight on my .357
Thinking am i going to go to heaven
I know my granny , lord let me in
Yeah you know be a blessing
Send me with the demons all in scheming
It'll be like im back on Essex
Iced out whores on my
War where im from had to learn less
Then or protect it
Al Capone "baby face" Nelson Biggie Pac Resurrection

(Hook)
Come Me!
watched a Homicide
Run see
No where to run to now, we gone let choppas ride
La dada dah
With Me!
Never a Homicide
Run see
No where to run to now, we gone let them choppas
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 before feel like im on another chapter
But im in my city
Mo blood get shed West Africa
Murders the boston massacre
Just another day my savages
Ducking penitentiary chances went
All them and averages
I was on the 8 everyday posted up
Have my own lil .38
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 down no love
Lil herb give a if my face hot
a nigga gone do to me who is he
No he ain't true as me , murder on nigga
If they ever at me
And say i ride like im bone thugs and harmony
When i start with fluency
People asking me herbo how i remain
When stay talking bout doing me
Focusing on the road, had to pull out shows
A still talking bout sueing me
Pac in the flesh, Glock on my waist
Gold chain on top of my
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
Anything for the fuck around and take yo batter
And i use to have of being above the rim
On the court hoops but instead
I was on Essex me capo, and lil roc
jocks with the juice