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 some murder in the lot

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

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

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

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

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

Besides all that a 4-4 me laced
be petty to say
I can see the fear in face
As I reach my waist for this 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 plenty 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 your warm embrace
All you better duck and hide
I let it ride, the sucker stepped aside
Still I bust because I'm your warm embrace

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

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

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

You wanna throw them thangs
'Cause when I cocked and aim it's time to in a split second time
But ain't 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, that shit me on ten
And make me wanna put the barrel of this fiend

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

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

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

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

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

With you my passion, Nina off seventeen, for sure
you ever so tightly, I love you Nina and never wanna let you go
Miss Millimeter's a mockery of motherfuckers gotta be ruckus
When I get my upon 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 constantly back

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

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

of 'em with a hit but some are missing of a jerk 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 moon

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

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

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

I got plenty for the 4-4
But when I it up, I don't 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 wanna let it ride
But still I 'cause I survive from your warm embrace
I got plenty for the nine-mill
And I pick it up, I don't really wanna kill

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

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