It's like I got the 4-4 On the in it two door dropped And my spot is but hot The pussy-ass cop throw some in the lot My got popped with a bullet that was meant for me The by T's and B's and the regencies Fuck what the reason be, start squeezin' these Them niggas ain't G's, they be thugs And it shit, these ain't no muthafuckin' slugs The fools and plugged plus no hoes over here I done dropped more dead than tears Brought to momma's worst fears Pictures of a son dyin' from that hot flyin' Baby mama's cryin' at the 'Cause the lit him like a black (?) 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 Bust it there like po-po lives with the, oh no It's a 4-4 missles with a silent sub for the whistle My pistol 'Cause when I let bitch ride I know the homicide is counted out, it's official Niggas steady bumpin' guns, but want none Because of these hot ones that on contact A maniac prepared to die in combat Besides all that my 4-4 keeps my laced Dawg he paid and I can see the fear in your as I reach my waist for this warm embrace
I got love for the 4-4 But when I pick it up, I don't let it go Because a nigga lovin' your warm embrace I got plenty 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 needin' your warm All you better duck and hide Before I let it ride, the sucka aside I bust because I'm lovin' your warm embrace
I love the element of surprise I'm taking these hoes lives With my 4-5 Get ammunition to knock off you, your crew and some more guys You better get wise Make your first shot is sweet, tryin' to kill the elite 'Cause you ain't gettin' no tries Make the nigga's nubian weap, but fuck it As long as I don't get whole Put the beam between his eyes and that bitch nigga so wise No matter what the size of the warm of my forty-five Make sure nigga crossed me dies You don't wanna them thangs When I and aim (?) think in these few seconds time But Mayz ain't new to the I use the spark when we to light up this thunderin' crime But niggas get bucked for dime and it's you're a magnet for sin (?) Pretend to be your friend 'til they get close enough to your To do you in, shit puts me on ten And make me wanna put the barrel of this fiend Upon that nigga's chin, plus he talkin' big shit about war Like he don't know my stee, now gon' win But I dare one of you to say my name 'Cause I put a fuckin' bullet your closest skin Just to get under your skin like a dirty Plus I know you can't win a gun or a pin So when you see Mayz come in the place you say your grace Before I up your face like a can of mace Before I get disgraced, catch a case Maybe you hoes the wrath of my warm embrace
I got plenty for the 4-4 But when I pick it up, I don't let it go Because a nigga straight lovin' your embrace I got plenty for the 4-5 But when I pick it up, I don't wanna let it But I bust 'cause I survive from your warm embrace I got plenty love for the And when I it up, I don't really wanna kill But still I because I'm needin' your warm embrace All you better duck and hide Before I let it ride, the sucka aside Still I because I'm lovin' your warm embrace
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I got plenty for the 4-4 But when I pick it up, I don't let it go Because a straight lovin' your warm embrace I got love for the 4-5 But when I pick it up, I don't let it ride But still I bust 'cause I survive 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 needin' your embrace All you muthafuckas better duck and Before I let it ride, the sucka aside Still I bust because I'm 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 embrace I got plenty for the nine-mill (Nine-mill), nine-mill