It's like I got the 4-4 On the block in it, two door And my spot is but hot The pussy-ass cop some murder in the lot
My nigga got With a bullet was meant for me The adapt by T's and B's and the Fuck the reason be, I'ma start squeezing these
Them niggas G's, they wanna be thugs And it ain't shit to slang these slugs The fools ain't plugged, plus no hoes over here I done dropped more bodies than tears to life momma's worst fears
Pictures of a son dying from that hot flying mama's crying at the funeral 'Cause the magnum lit him like a Black & When I rolled out on his ass on the I him up on mo mo cooking up co-co
I got to tip on the Busted in like po po lives with the, oh no It's a 4-4, with a silencer for the whistle My pistol 'cause when I let that bitch ride
I the homicide is being carried out in official Niggas bumping gums but don't want none of these hot ones that explode on contact A manic prepared to die in combat
Besides all a 4-4 keeps me laced Don't be to say I can see the in your face As I reach my for this warm embrace
I got plenty for the 4-4 But when I pick it up, I wanna let it go Because a nigga straight your warm embrace I got plenty for the 4-5
But when I pick it up, I wanna let it ride But still I bust 'cause I survive your warm embrace I got plenty for the nine-mill And when I it up, I don't really wanna kill
But still I bust because I'm your warm embrace All you motherfuckers better duck and Before I let it ride, the sucker aside Still I because I'm loving your warm embrace
I love the element of surprise I'm taking these hoes lives my customized 4-5 Get enough ammunition to off you Your crew and more guys
You better get wise Make sure your shot is sweet, trying to kill the elite you ain't getting no more tries Hate to make a Nubian mother but fuck it
Long as I don't the hoe cry Split a beam between his eyes and make bitch nigga so wise No what the size of the warm embrace of my 45 sure the nigga crossed dies
You don't wanna throw thangs 'Cause when I cocked and aim it's time to in a split second time But Mayz ain't new to the I use the spark when the shots light up this of crime
But niggas get bucked for dime and it's you're a magnet for sin Punk pretend to be your friend 'til they get close enough to your To do you in, that puts me on ten And make me wanna put the of this solid fiend
Upon under that nigga's chin, plus he talking big shit war Like he know my Speedknot Mob gon' win But I one of you niggas to say my name 'Cause I put a fucking bullet into your kin
Just to get your skin like a dirty syringe I know you can't win with a gun or a pen So when you see Mayz come in the you better say your grace I fuck up your face like a can of mace Before I get disgraced, I'ma a case Maybe you hoes the wrath of my warm embrace
I got love for the 4-4 But when I pick it up, I wanna let it go Because a nigga straight your warm embrace I got plenty for the 4-5
But when I pick it up, I don't wanna let it But still I bust 'cause I survive your warm embrace I got plenty for the nine-mill And when I it up, I don't really wanna kill
But still I because I'm needing' your warm embrace All you motherfuckers better duck and Before I let it ride, the sucker stepped Still I bust because I'm your warm embrace
With you my passion, squeeze off seventeen, for sure Hold you ever so tightly, I love you and never wanna let you go Miss making a mockery of motherfuckers gotta be ruckus When I get my clutches this hoe
to let the barrel blow Like a sparrow, how it flow, like an arrow, 'em up and swallow slow I reload, clipping' your ass crack, you constantly blast
Payback flashback, some bitches know 'til I see the chrome from the intro You was from the phasing, deep with the cuts and abrasion and amazing, nigga, my Nina bucked
Fuck the and enemies get tore up from the blazing Fool you be them with your black ass Murderous hips, hurting the grips, on personal list Deposition die for them six
Everyone of 'em with a hit but are missing of a jerk to the kick 'Cause I be working my to pimp her but she a wild and a tame thang Kick a static on when she bang, blast in the fullest moon
better pull it soon or else suffer hellafied bullet wounds And even though I stay with some thugs, why call 'em stug? When it comes to her love, none above she drawing blood Static under the bra 'cause every I take a hit at the bud
And give you a hug you pop up a slug Drinking Remy on the block, gotta bust the When the Henny hit the chest, busting & Wess Fuck the discussion, I'm 'em all, clutching my balls
If I see be laid to rest, let me hit the sess Loose used to be a problem solver But the Nina me a baller No strap could the place of the black nine Leave 'em flat lines, feeling fury, you was to taste From my warm
I got plenty for the 4-4 But when I it up, I don't wanna let it go Because a nigga straight loving warm embrace I got plenty for the 4-5
But when I pick it up, I don't wanna let it But still I bust 'cause I survive your warm embrace I got plenty for the nine-mill And when I it up, I don't really wanna kill
But still I bust because I'm needing warm embrace All you motherfuckers duck and hide Before I let it ride, the sucker stepped Still I bust because I'm your warm embrace
I got plenty for the 4-4, 4-4, 4-4 embrace I got plenty for the 4-5, 4-5 , 4-5 (4-5, 4-5, 4-5) Warm I got plenty love for the nine-mill, (Nine-mill)