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 throw murder in the lot
My nigga got a bullet that was meant for me The by T's and B's and the regencies Fuck what the reason be, start squeezing these
Them niggas ain't G's, wanna be thugs And it shit to slang these motherfucking slugs The fools ain't plugged, plus no hoes over here I done more dead bodies than tears Brought to life momma's worst
of a son dying from that hot ones flying Baby mama's crying at the the magnum lit him like a Black & Mild When I rolled out on his ass on the I caught him up on mo mo up co-co
I got to tip on the in like po po taking lives with the, oh no It's a 4-4, 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 gums but don't want none Because of these hot ones that on contact A manic that's prepared to die in
all that a 4-4 keeps me laced Don't be to say I can see the fear in your As I my waist 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 when I pick it up, I wanna let it ride But still I bust 'cause I survive from your embrace I got plenty love for the And when I pick it up, I really wanna kill
But I bust because I'm needing your warm embrace All you better duck and hide Before I let it ride, the sucker aside Still I bust because I'm your warm embrace
I love the element of surprise when I'm taking these lives my customized 4-5 Get enough to knock off you Your crew and more guys
You motherfuckers better get Make sure your first shot is sweet, trying to the elite 'Cause you ain't getting no tries Hate to make a Nubian weep but fuck it
as I don't hear the hoe cry Split a beam between his and make that bitch nigga so wise No matter what the size of the 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 Mayz ain't new to the 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 to be your friend 'til they get close enough to your ends To do you in, shit puts me on ten And make me wanna put the of this solid fiend
Upon under that nigga's chin, plus he talking big about war Like he don't my Speedknot Mob gon' win But I dare one of you niggas to say my '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 Mayz in the place you better say your grace Before I fuck up your face a can of mace Before I get disgraced, I'ma catch a Maybe you fear the wrath of 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 straight loving your 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 from your warm embrace I got plenty for the nine-mill And when I it up, I don't really wanna kill
But still I bust because I'm needing' your embrace All you motherfuckers duck and hide Before I let it ride, the stepped aside Still I because I'm loving' your warm embrace
you my passion, Nina squeeze off seventeen, for sure Hold you ever so tightly, I 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, an arrow, Geronimo Spit 'em up and slow I reload, clipping' ass crack, you constantly blast back
Payback from flashback, some know Bust 'til I see the chrome from the You was fucked from the phasing, deep with the cuts and Erupts and amazing, nigga, my Nina
Fuck the gazing and enemies get tore up the blazing Fool you be them with your black ass Murderous hips, hurting the grips, ride on list 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 wild and a thang Kick a static on when she bang, blast in the fullest moon
Niggas pull it soon or else suffer hellafied bullet wounds And even though I stay clubbed with some thugs, why call 'em 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, gotta the glock When the Henny hit the chest, busting Smith & Fuck the discussion, I'm 'em all, clutching my balls
If I see be laid to rest, let me hit the sess Loose used to be a problem solver But the Nina me a baller No strap could take the place of the nine Leave 'em flat lines, feeling fury, you was to taste my warm embrace
I got plenty for the 4-4 But when I pick it up, I wanna let it go Because a straight 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 'cause I survive your warm embrace I got plenty love for the And I pick it up, I don't really wanna kill
But still I bust because I'm your warm embrace All you motherfuckers better duck and I let it ride, the sucker stepped aside Still I because I'm loving' 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 plenty love for the nine-mill, (Nine-mill)