Luyện nghe bài hát Warm Embrace

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

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

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

Pictures of a son dying from that hot flying
Baby crying at the funeral
'Cause the magnum lit him a Black & Mild
When I 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 like po po lives with the, oh no
It's a 4-4, mini-missile a silencer for the whistle
My pistol 'cause when I let that bitch ride

I know the homicide is being carried out in
Niggas steady gums but don't want none
of these hot ones that explode 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 reach my for this warm embrace

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

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

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

You motherfuckers better get
sure your first shot is sweet, trying to kill the elite
'Cause you 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 that bitch so wise
No what the size of the warm embrace of my 45
Make sure the nigga crossed

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

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

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

to get under your skin like a dirty syringe
Plus I know you can't win a gun or a pen
So when you see Mayz come in the place you better say grace
Before I fuck up face like a can of mace
Before I get disgraced, catch a case
Maybe you fear the wrath of my 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 loving warm 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 your warm
I got plenty love for the
And I pick 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 aside
I bust because I'm loving' your warm embrace

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

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

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

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

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

Niggas better pull it soon or else suffer hellafied bullet
And even though I stay clubbed 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 on the block, gotta bust the glock
When the Henny hit the chest, busting Smith &
Fuck the discussion, I'm busting 'em all, my balls

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

I got love for the 4-4
But when I it up, I don't wanna let it go
Because a nigga loving your warm embrace
I got love 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 don't really wanna

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

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