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 here with me 'Twan

(Verse 1)
I ain't no i just be with them
nigga better not push me
I ain't pussy you gushing
I once realized upon a time when i escaped
I possessed the of a lion
Looking homicide right down the
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 chose thats guess ima tote my iron
Through this lifestyle we smile
See who got the rawest gat the guys
Young living and grew up wild
Walk up man just to see who down to
Remember couldn't come outside
See clips straight through down to 5
Yes same routine everytime riding mine 2 Glocks
No hell nawl we ain't throwing no guns
These brand new Glocks, i go to hell
When im smoking mary nigga im a 2Pac
50 guns everybody clipped and
I dont even who shot
Look like everybody stretching world
Ending 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
Send me with the demons all in hell
It'll be like im back on Essex
out whores on my necklace
War im from had to learn none less
attack or protect it
Al Capone "baby face" Biggie Smalls Pac Resurrection

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

(Verse 2)
Looking that barrel of that 40 caliber
You see the ghost of lucifer
Looking he coming after ya
I need the streets before feel like im on another chapter
But im in my city
Mo blood get shed then West
Murders like the boston
Just another day with my
Ducking chances went against
All odds and averages
I was on the 8 block everyday up
my own lil .38 cocked
Me Crazy James, J dot, CJ, Took ten we be on the 8 hot
W2FL had twitter going up hashtag when the tape
I was in the streets 24 nights no love
Lil herb give a fuck if my hot
a nigga gone do to me who is he
No he ain't true as me , murder on somebody
If ever shoot at me
And they say i ride like im bone 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 still talking bout me
Young Pac in the flesh, Glock on my
chain on top of my vest
Hit'em up and soon as i get around my
As a rider know the rest
My ambition as a in a black S550
Flipping {?}
Do the like it dont matter
Anything for the cake fuck around and take yo
And i use to have dreams of being the rim
On the court shooting hoops but
I was on Essex me capo, and lil roc
Toted jocks with the