Luyện nghe bài hát Warm Embrace

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

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

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

of a son dying from that hot ones flying
Baby mama's crying at the
'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
a 4-4, mini-missile with a silencer for the whistle
My favorite pistol 'cause I let that bitch ride

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

Besides all that a 4-4 keeps me
be petty to say
I can see the in your face
As I reach my waist for warm embrace

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

But I pick it up, I don't wanna 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 really 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 because I'm your warm embrace

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

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

Long as I hear the hoe cry
Split a beam between his eyes and make that bitch nigga so
No matter what the of the warm embrace of my 45
Make the nigga crossed dies

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

Upon that nigga's 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 your kin

Just to get under your skin like a syringe
Plus I know you win with a gun or a pen
So you see Mayz come in the place you better say your grace
Before I fuck up your like a can of mace
Before I get disgraced, I'ma a case
Maybe you hoes fear the wrath of my warm

I got plenty for the 4-4
But I pick 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 don't wanna let it
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 because I'm your warm embrace
All you motherfuckers better duck and
Before I let it ride, the sucker stepped
Still I bust I'm loving' your warm embrace

With you my passion, Nina squeeze off seventeen, for
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 clutches this hoe

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

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

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

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

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

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

If I see y'all be 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 don't let it go
Because a nigga straight loving 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 from warm embrace
I got plenty love for the
And when I pick it up, I don't really kill

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

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