Luyện nghe bài hát Warning

Who the hell is
me at 12:47 in the night
While im watchin the
Lookin at the phone, no name in site
Blocked ID, somthin just wasn't right
It's my Kandy from out in Miami
Tellin me that my man with bitch in the Camry
Car seat in the like he started a family
yo Kand stop
the fuck is you sayin

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

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

["Kandy"]
I say them
They schooled me to some bitch that you know back when
Some bitch Kim
Light skinned, slim, use to rock a low
Followed them to the crib but the lights dim
They hit me on the chirp me, now I'm warnin you
What's it gonna be Nicki, tell me you wanna do

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

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

the coroner!!
Its gonna be a lot of black dresses & chest
If i out he got a next misses
What you think all the is for
2 by the door, a few out in New York
And I em curry chicken
I'm all my green, naw-mean
Got some fat in the kitchen
I got a spot ox
And we oxtails
Got a for whats in the mail
I got watever on my nigga
But if the nigga
I have him sleepin some killer whales
Damn! Bitches wanna fuck my man
On the other hand things ain't always what you
It's the ones up in ya pictures, salon with ya
Now they wanna creep in ya man
I bet you Nicki won't
Cuz put the heat to ya beak
You bird like tweet
And her smoke like a ciggarete
Shoulda left the a pack of nicorette
all them foul bitches wet
I give a fuck you and bum crew
Mami I'm the truth, they salute I come through
I'm not
i bust my gun and -
Hold on, I somebody comin

*bang bang
open up!!

Oh
That bitch set me up