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 in site
ID, knew somthin just wasn't right
It's my girl Kandy out in Miami
Tellin me that my man some bitch in the Camry
Car seat in the back like he a family
yo Kand stop
What the fuck is you

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

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

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

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

["Kandy"]
heard about his good sexin
Long erection, nice
Magnums for
They heard about his tongue game
How the give brain ain't stop till the cum came
But word to Hip Hop
I'll pop the top
a Carona

the coroner!!
Its gonna be a lot of dresses & chest vestes
If i out he got a next misses
you think all the goons is for
2 by the door, a few more out in New
And I feed em curry
I'm all about my green,
Got fat bitches in the kitchen
I got a like ox
And we cook
Got a for whats in the mail
I got watever on my nigga
But if the nigga
I him sleepin with some killer whales
Damn! Bitches wanna fuck my man
On the other hand ain't always what you plan
It's the ones up in ya prom pictures, salon ya
Now they creep in ya man Jeep
I bet you won't sleep
Cuz imma put the heat to ya
You bird tweet tweet
And watch her smoke a ciggarete
left the bitch a pack of nicorette
Leave all foul bitches wet
I give a fuck about you and bum
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
bitch Kandy set me up