Luyện nghe bài hát Warm Embrace

It's I got the 4-4 cocked
On the in it, two door dropped
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 by T's and B's and the regencies
what the reason be, I'ma start squeezing these

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

Pictures of a son dying from hot ones 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 cooking up

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

I the homicide is being carried out in official
steady bumping gums but don't want none
Because of hot ones that explode on contact
A that's prepared to die in combat

Besides all a 4-4 keeps me laced
Don't be to say
I can see the fear in your
As I reach my waist for 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 your warm embrace
I got plenty for the 4-5

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

But I bust because I'm needing your 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 love the of surprise when I'm taking these hoes lives
my customized 4-5
Get enough to knock off you
crew and some more guys

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

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

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

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

Upon under that chin, plus he talking big shit 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 closest 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
Before I fuck up face like a can of mace
Before I get disgraced, I'ma a case
Maybe you hoes fear the wrath of my 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 plenty for the 4-5

But when I pick it up, I don't 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 because I'm needing' your warm
All you motherfuckers better duck and
I let it ride, the sucker stepped aside
Still I bust because I'm your warm embrace

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

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

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

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

Everyone of 'em a hit but some are missing of a jerk to the kick
'Cause I be working my
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 soon or else suffer hellafied bullet
And even though I clubbed with some thugs, why call 'em stug?
When it comes to her love, it's none she drawing blood
Static under the bra 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 hit the chest, busting Smith & Wess
Fuck the discussion, I'm 'em all, clutching my balls

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

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

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

But still I bust because I'm needing your warm
All you motherfuckers duck and hide
Before I let it ride, the sucker aside
Still I bust because I'm loving' your 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 love for the nine-mill,
(Nine-mill)