Luyện nghe bài hát Warm Embrace

It's I got the 4-4 cocked
On the block in it, two door
And my spot is but hot
The cop throw 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 the reason be, I'ma start squeezing these

Them niggas ain't G's, wanna be thugs
And it ain't shit to these motherfucking slugs
The ain't plugged, plus ain't no hoes over here
I done more dead bodies than 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 & 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
Busted in like po po 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 carried out in official
Niggas steady bumping gums but want none
Because of these hot that explode on contact
A manic prepared 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 this 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 plenty 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 love for the
And when I pick it up, I don't really wanna

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

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

You better get wise
Make sure your first shot is sweet, to kill the elite
'Cause you ain't getting no more
Hate to make a 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 size of the warm of my 45
Make sure the crossed dies

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

But niggas get for dime and it's like you're a magnet for sin
Punk pretend to be 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 solid

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

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

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

But when I pick it up, I don't wanna let it
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 better duck and hide
Before I let it ride, the sucker aside
I bust because I'm loving' your warm embrace

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

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

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

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

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

Niggas better pull it soon or suffer hellafied bullet wounds
And even though I stay clubbed with some thugs, why call 'em
When it comes to her love, it's above she drawing blood
Static under the bra 'cause every I take a hit at the bud

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

If I see be laid to rest, let me hit the sess
Loose revolver used to be a problem
But the Nina me a baller
No strap could take the 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 wanna let it go
Because a nigga straight loving your warm
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 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 better duck and
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 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)