Luyện nghe bài hát Warning

Who the fuck is this? me at 5:46
In the mornin, of dawn an'
Now I'm yawnin, the cold out my eye
See this pagin me, and why
It's my nigga Pop from the
Told me he was in the gamblin spot, and heard the intricate
Of wanna stick me like flypaper neighbor
Slow love, please chill, drop the caper
Remember them niggaz the hill up in Brownsville?
you rolled dice wit, smoked the blunts and got nice wit
Yeah my nigga up in Prospect
Nah they're my nah love wouldn't disrespect
I didn't say them, they schooled me to some
That you knew from back when, when you was minor figures
Now they heard you blowin up like
And they stick the knife through your windpipe slow
So, thank Fame for warnin me now I'm warnin you
I got the mac nigga tell me what you do

Damn! Niggaz wanna me for my paper
Damn! wanna stick me for my paper
Damn! wanna stick me for my paper
Damn! Niggaz wanna me for my paper

They heard about the Rolex's and the
With the Texas license plates state
heard about the pounds you got down in Georgetown
And they heard you got half of Virginia down
They even heard about the crib you bought your moms out in
The corridor --
-- the coroner!
There's gonna be a lot of slow singin, and bringin
If my alarm starts ringin
Whatcha think all the is for?
All purpose war, got the by the door
And I 'em gunpowder, so they can devour
The criminals, to drop my decimals
Damn! Niggaz wanna stick my for my
And it ain't a dream, things ain't what it seem
It's the ones that smoke blunts witcha, see your
Now they wanna grab the guns and and getcha
Betcha Biggie won't
I got the calico with the black talons in the clip
So I can rip the ligaments
Put the fuckers in a bad prediciment, where all the foul niggaz
Touch my cheddar, feel my
Fuck what I'ma hit you with you betta duck
I bring pain, on what remains
Of his - he had a gun he shoulda packed it
Cocked it, extra in my pocket
So I can reload and EXPLODE on ya
I around and get hardcore
C-4 to ya door no no more nigga
Feel the rough,
The more weed smoke I puff, the more
I don't give a fuck you or your weak crew
What you gonna do when Big comes for you?
I'm not gunnin, I bust my gun an'
Hold on, I somebody comin...

Damn! Niggaz wanna me for my paper
Damn! wanna stick me for my paper
Damn! Niggaz stick me for my paper
Damn! wanna stick me for my paper

(C'mon nigga) I'm only to pass the gat
(Just bring your ass on, come on)
Are we close, huh?
(It's right here)
Are you sure this Biggie crib man?
(Yeah I'm motherfucker, c'mon!)
Ahh fuck - it better be his motherfuckin
right here..
This better be motherfucker's house
(Oh shit!) What, what's
(It's that red dot on your man!)
What red dot on you head. Oh shit! You got a red dot on your too!

Ohh shit!