Luyện nghe bài hát Warning

Who the is this
Callin me at 12:47 in the
While im watchin the
Lookin at the phone, no name in site
Blocked ID, knew somthin just wasn't
my girl Kandy from out in Miami
Tellin me that my man with some bitch in the
Car seat in the back like he a family
yo stop playin
What the is you sayin

["Kandy"]
Rememba them chicks from the bricks 96'
we seen when we hit the lick by the projects

Oh you Leah, Lil sister Maria
I use to go see her in front of the

["Kandy"]
I didn't say
They schooled me to bitch that you know from back when
bitch named Kim
Light skinned, slim, use to a low brim
Followed to the crib but the lights real dim
They hit me on the warnin me, now I'm warnin you
What's it be Nicki, tell me what you wanna do

Damn have to send her to her maker,
imma have to send her to her maker,
Damn have to send her to her maker
(Imma) her to her maker
(Imma) Send her to her

["Kandy"]
heard about his good sexin
Long erection, complexion
for protection
They even heard about his tongue
How the nigga give brain ain't stop till the cum
But thats to Hip Hop
pop the bitch top
Like a

the coroner!!
Its gonna be a lot of black dresses & chest
If i find out he got a next
What you all the goons is for
2 by the door, a few out in New York
And I feed em curry
I'm all my green, naw-mean
Got some fat in the kitchen
I got a spot ox
And we cook
Got a for whats in the mail
I got watever on my nigga
But if the bail
I have him with some killer whales
Damn! Bitches fuck with my man
On the other hand things ain't what you plan
It's the ones up in ya prom pictures, with ya
Now wanna creep in ya man Jeep
I bet you Nicki sleep
Cuz imma put the to ya beak
You bird like tweet
And her smoke like a ciggarete
left the bitch a pack of nicorette
Leave all them foul wet
I give a fuck about you and bum
Mami I'm the truth, they salute when I through
I'm not
i bust my gun and -
Hold on, I hear somebody

*bang bang*
open up!!

Oh
bitch Kandy set me up