Luyện nghe bài hát Warm Embrace

It's I got the 4-4 cocked
On the in it, two door dropped
And my is keeping but hot
The pussy-ass cop some murder in the lot

My got popped
With a that was meant for me
The by T's and B's and the regencies
Fuck what the reason be, I'ma start squeezing

Them niggas ain't G's, they be thugs
And it ain't shit to slang motherfucking slugs
The fools ain't plugged, plus ain't no hoes here
I done dropped more dead than tears
Brought to momma's worst fears

of a son dying from that hot ones flying
Baby crying at the funeral
'Cause the magnum lit him like a & Mild
When I rolled out on his ass on the
I caught him up on mo mo cooking up

I got to tip on the
Busted in like po po lives with the, oh no
a 4-4, mini-missile with a silencer for the whistle
My favorite 'cause when I let that bitch ride

I know the homicide is being carried out in
Niggas bumping gums but don't want none
Because of these hot ones that on contact
A manic that's to die in combat

all that a 4-4 keeps me laced
Don't be to say
I can see the in your face
As I my waist for this warm embrace

I got plenty for the 4-4
But I pick it up, I don't wanna let it go
Because a nigga straight your warm embrace
I got plenty for the 4-5

But I pick it up, I don't wanna let it ride
But still I 'cause I survive from 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 duck and hide
I let it ride, the sucker stepped aside
Still I bust because I'm loving your warm

I love the of surprise when I'm taking these hoes lives
With my 4-5
Get ammunition to knock off you
Your crew and more guys

You motherfuckers get wise
Make sure your first shot is sweet, trying to the elite
'Cause you ain't no more tries
Hate to make a Nubian mother but fuck it

as I don't hear the hoe cry
Split a beam between his and make that bitch nigga so wise
No matter the size of the warm embrace of my 45
Make sure the crossed dies

You don't wanna them thangs
when I cocked and aim it's time to think in a split second time
But Mayz ain't new to the
I use the spark when the shots light up this tunnel of

But niggas get bucked for dime and it's like a magnet for sin
pretend to be your friend 'til they get close enough to your ends
To do you in, shit puts me on ten
And make me wanna put the barrel of this fiend

under that nigga's chin, plus he talking big shit about war
Like he don't my Speedknot Mob gon' win
But I dare one of you niggas to say my
'Cause I put a bullet into your closest kin

Just to get your skin like a dirty syringe
Plus I you can't win with a gun or a pen
So you see Mayz come in the place you better say your grace
Before I fuck up face like a can of mace
Before I get disgraced, catch a case
Maybe you hoes fear the wrath of my warm

I got love for the 4-4
But when I pick it up, I don't let it go
a nigga straight loving 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 I survive from your warm embrace
I got love for the nine-mill
And when I pick it up, I really wanna kill

But still I bust because I'm needing' warm embrace
All you motherfuckers better and hide
I let it ride, the sucker stepped aside
Still I bust because I'm loving' your embrace

With you my passion, Nina squeeze off seventeen, for
Hold you ever so tightly, I you Nina and never wanna let you go
Miss Millimeter's making a of motherfuckers gotta be ruckus
When I get my clutches this hoe

Itching to let the blow
Like a sparrow, how it flow, like an arrow,
'em up and swallow slow
I reload, clipping' your ass crack, you blast back

from flashback, some bitches know
Bust 'til I see the chrome from the
You was from the phasing, deep with the cuts and abrasion
Erupts and amazing, nigga, my bucked

Fuck the gazing and enemies get up from the blazing
Fool you be burning with your black ass
Murderous hips, hurting the grips, ride on list
Deposition die for them six

Everyone of 'em with a hit but are missing of a jerk to the kick
'Cause I be my bitch
Trying to pimp her but she a and a tame thang
Kick a on when she gang bang, blast in the fullest moon

Niggas better pull it or else suffer hellafied bullet wounds
And even though I stay clubbed some thugs, why call 'em stug?
When it comes to her love, it's none above she blood
Static the bra 'cause every time I take a hit at the bud

And give you a hug you gon' pop up a
Drinking Remy on the block, bust the glock
When the Henny hit the chest, busting Smith &
Fuck the discussion, I'm 'em all, clutching my balls

If I see be laid to rest, let me hit the sess
Loose revolver to be a problem solver
But the Nina made me a
No strap could the place of the black nine
Leave 'em lines, feeling fury, you was born to taste
From my embrace

I got plenty for the 4-4
But when I pick it up, I wanna let it go
Because a nigga straight loving your embrace
I got love for the 4-5

But when I pick it up, I don't let it ride
But still I bust 'cause I survive from warm embrace
I got plenty love for the
And when I pick it up, I don't wanna kill

But still I bust I'm needing your warm embrace
All you better duck and hide
Before I let it ride, the stepped aside
Still I bust because I'm your warm embrace

I got plenty for the 4-4, 4-4, 4-4
embrace
I got love for the 4-5, 4-5 , 4-5
(4-5, 4-5, 4-5)
embrace
I got plenty for the nine-mill, nine-mill
(Nine-mill)