Luyện nghe bài hát Hail Mary (Remix)

(Intro)
Huh
Niggas already what it is with me man
G
We been making it very scary on blocks, No
RIP Ms.Afeni
Aye who in here with me though

(Verse 1)
I ain't no killer i just be with
nigga better not push me
I ain't pussy leave you
I once realized upon a time when i escaped
I the heart of a lion
Looking right down the eyes
Murder,Blood,Money on my
Trapping dimes in a line of fire
broad day on the 9
So i could rewind to a thousand times
the life i chose thats fine guess ima tote my iron
Through lifestyle we still smile
See who got the rawest gat the guys
Young niggas and grew up wild
Walk up man just to see who to ride
Remember niggas couldn't come
See clips straight through down to 5
Yes same everytime riding round mine 2 Glocks
No gloves hell we ain't throwing no guns
These new Glocks, i might go to hell
im smoking mary nigga im a young 2Pac
50 guns clipped and ready
I dont even who shot
like nowadays everybody stretching world
Ending the Armageddon
Go and hold on my .357
Thinking am i going to go to heaven
I my granny there , lord let me in
Yeah you that'll be a blessing
Send me with the demons all in hell
It'll be just like im back on
out whores on my necklace
War im from had to learn none less
Then or protect it
Al Capone "baby face" Nelson Biggie Smalls Pac

(Hook)
With Me!
Never watched a
Run see
No where to run to now, we gone let choppas ride
La dadadada dah
Come Me!
watched a Homicide
Run see
No where to run to now, we let them choppas ride
La dada dah

(Verse 2)
Looking down that barrel of that 40
You see the ghost of lucifer
Looking like he coming ya
I didn't need the streets before like im on another chapter
But everytime im in my
Mo blood get shed then Africa
Murders the boston massacre
Just day with my savages
Ducking penitentiary chances against
All them odds and
I was on the 8 block posted up
Have my own lil .38
Me James, J dot, CJ, Took ten we be still on the 8 hot
W2FL had twitter going up hashtag the tape drop
I was in the 24 nights down no love
Lil give a fuck if my face hot
What a nigga do to me who is he
No he ain't true as me , murder on nigga
If ever shoot at me
And they say i ride like im thugs and harmony
When i start flowing fluency
People asking me herbo how i humble
niggas stay talking bout doing me
Focusing on the road, had to pull out shows
A couple talking bout sueing me
Young Pac in the flesh, on my waist
Gold chain on top of my
up and soon as i get around my ambitionz
As a rider yall know the
My ambition as a in a black S550
Flipping {?}
Do the strip like it dont
Anything for the cake fuck and take yo batter
And i use to have dreams of above the rim
On the shooting hoops but instead
I was posted on me capo, and lil roc
Toted jocks the juice