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 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 ain't G's, they wanna be thugs
And it ain't to slang these motherfucking slugs
The fools ain't plugged, plus ain't no hoes over
I done dropped dead bodies than tears
Brought to life worst fears

of a son dying from that hot ones flying
Baby mama's crying at the
'Cause the lit him like a Black & Mild
I rolled out on his ass on the solo
I caught him up on mo mo up co-co

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

I know the homicide is being carried out in
Niggas steady bumping gums but don't want
Because of these hot ones that explode on
A manic that's prepared to die in

Besides all 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 love for the 4-4
But when I pick it up, I don't let it go
Because a straight loving your warm embrace
I got plenty 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 really wanna kill

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

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

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

Long as I don't the hoe cry
Split a between his eyes and make that bitch nigga so wise
No matter what the size of the 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 think in a split time
But Mayz new to the game
I use the spark when the shots light up this of crime

But get bucked for dime and it's like you're 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 put the barrel of this solid fiend

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

Just to get under your skin a dirty syringe
Plus I know you win with a gun or a pen
So when you see come in the place 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 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 don't let it ride
But still I bust 'cause I survive from your warm
I got plenty for the nine-mill
And when I pick it up, I don't wanna kill

But still I bust because I'm needing' your warm
All you better duck and hide
I let it ride, the sucker stepped aside
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 Nina and wanna let you go
Miss Millimeter's making a mockery of gotta be ruckus
I get my clutches upon this hoe

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

Payback from flashback, bitches know
'til I see the chrome from the intro
You was fucked from the phasing, deep the cuts and abrasion
Erupts and amazing, nigga, my bucked

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

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

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

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

If I see y'all be laid to rest, let me hit the
Loose revolver used to be a problem
But the Nina made me a
No strap could take the place of the nine
'em flat lines, feeling fury, you was born to taste
From my warm

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 love for the 4-5

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

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

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 love for the nine-mill,
(Nine-mill)