Luyện nghe bài hát Warm Embrace

It's like I got the 4-4
On the block in it, two door
And my spot is but hot
The pussy-ass cop throw 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 squeezing these

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

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

I the homicide is being carried out in official
Niggas steady gums but don't want none
Because of 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 fear in your
As I reach my waist for 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 plenty for the 4-5

But when I 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 really wanna

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

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

You motherfuckers better get
Make sure your first shot is sweet, to kill the elite
'Cause you getting no more tries
Hate to make a Nubian weep but fuck it

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

You don't wanna throw them
'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 when the shots light up this tunnel of crime

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

Upon under that nigga's chin, plus he talking big about war
Like he know my Speedknot Mob gon' win
But I one of you niggas to say my name
I put a fucking bullet into your closest kin

Just to get under your skin like a dirty
Plus I know you can't win a gun or a pen
So when you see Mayz come in the you better say your grace
Before I up your face like a can of mace
Before I get disgraced, I'ma a case
Maybe you hoes fear the of my 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 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 don't wanna kill

But I bust because I'm needing' your warm embrace
All you better duck and hide
Before I let it ride, the stepped aside
Still I bust because I'm 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 making a mockery 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 slow
I reload, clipping' your ass crack, you constantly blast

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

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

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

Niggas pull it soon or else suffer hellafied bullet wounds
And though 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 you a hug you gon' pop up a slug
Drinking on the block, gotta bust the glock
When the Henny hit the chest, busting & 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 used to be a problem
But the made 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 love for the 4-4
But when I pick it up, I don't let it go
a nigga straight loving your warm embrace
I got plenty 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 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 motherfuckers better and hide
Before I let it ride, the sucker stepped
Still I bust because I'm loving' your warm

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