Luyện nghe bài hát Warning

Who the hell is
Callin me at in the night
im watchin the fight
Lookin at the phone, there's no name in
Blocked ID, somthin just wasn't right
It's my girl Kandy out in Miami
me that my man with some bitch in the Camry
Car seat in the back like he started a
yo stop playin
the fuck is you sayin

["Kandy"]
Rememba them chicks from the round 96'
That we seen 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 didn't say
They schooled me to some that you know from back when
bitch named Kim
Light skinned, slim, use to a low brim
Followed them to the crib but the lights dim
They hit me on the chirp me, now I'm warnin you
it gonna be Nicki, tell me what you wanna do

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

["Kandy"]
They heard about his good
Long erection, complexion
Magnums for
They even heard his tongue game
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 dresses & chest vestes
If i find out he got a misses
What you all the goons is for
2 by the door, a few more out in New
And I feed em curry
I'm all my green, naw-mean
Got some fat in the kitchen
I got a like ox
And we oxtails
Got a scale for whats in the
I got watever on my nigga
But if the nigga
I have him sleepin some killer whales
Damn! Bitches fuck with my man
On the hand things ain't always what you plan
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 imma put the to ya beak
You bird tweet tweet
And watch her smoke a ciggarete
Shoulda left the bitch a of nicorette
Leave all foul bitches wet
I give a about you and bum crew
Mami I'm the truth, they when I come through
I'm not
Bitch i my gun and -
Hold on, I somebody comin

*bang bang
police up!!

Oh
That bitch set me up