Luyện nghe bài hát Hail Mary (Remix)

(Intro)
Huh
Niggas already what it is with me man
G
We making it very 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
nigga better not push me
I ain't pussy you gushing
I once realized upon a time i escaped demise
I possessed the heart of a
homicide right down the eyes
Murder,Blood,Money on my
Trapping selling in a line 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 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 couldn't come outside
See clips straight blocks down to 5
Yes same routine everytime riding round mine 2
No gloves nawl we ain't throwing no guns
These brand new Glocks, i go to hell
When im smoking mary im a young 2Pac
50 guns clipped and ready
I even know who shot
Look like nowadays everybody stretching
like the Armageddon
Go and tight on my .357
Thinking am i going to go to heaven
I my granny there , lord let me in
Yeah you know be a blessing
me with the demons all in hell scheming
It'll be just like im back on
out whores on my necklace
War where im from had to learn less
attack or protect it
Al Capone "baby face" Biggie Smalls Pac Resurrection

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

(Verse 2)
Looking down barrel of that 40 caliber
You see the ghost of lucifer
like he coming after ya
I didn't need the streets before feel like im on chapter
But im in my city
Mo get shed then West Africa
like the boston massacre
Just day with my savages
penitentiary chances 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, Took ten we be on the 8 hot
W2FL had twitter up hashtag when the tape drop
I was in the streets 24 nights no love
Lil herb 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 ever at me
And they say i like im bone thugs and harmony
i start flowing with fluency
People me herbo how i remain humble
When niggas stay talking bout me
Focusing on the road, had to out some shows
A couple talking bout sueing me
Pac in the flesh, Glock on my waist
Gold on top of my vest
Hit'em up and soon as i get around my
As a rider yall the rest
My ambition as a rider in a black
through {?}
Do the strip like it dont
Anything for the cake fuck around and 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 with the juice