Luyện nghe bài hát Warm Embrace

It's I got the 4-4 cocked
On the block in it, two dropped
And my spot is but hot
The pussy-ass cop throw murder in the lot

My nigga got
With a bullet that was for me
The adapt by T's and B's and the
what the reason be, I'ma start squeezing these

Them niggas G's, they wanna be thugs
And it ain't shit to slang these slugs
The fools ain't plugged, plus no hoes over here
I done dropped more bodies than tears
Brought to life momma's fears

Pictures of a son dying from hot ones flying
Baby crying at the funeral
'Cause the lit him like a Black & Mild
When I rolled out on his ass on the
I caught him up on mo mo cooking up

I got to tip on the
Busted in like po po lives with the, oh no
It's a 4-4, with a silencer for the whistle
My favorite pistol 'cause I let that bitch ride

I know the homicide is carried out in official
Niggas steady bumping gums but don't want
of these hot ones that explode on contact
A manic that's to die in combat

Besides all a 4-4 keeps me laced
be petty to say
I can see the fear in your
As I reach my waist for this embrace

I got plenty for the 4-4
But when I pick it up, I don't let it go
Because a nigga straight loving warm embrace
I got love for the 4-5

But when I pick it up, I wanna let it ride
But still I bust 'cause I survive from your warm
I got plenty for the nine-mill
And when I pick it up, I really wanna kill

But still I bust I'm needing your warm embrace
All you motherfuckers better and hide
Before I let it ride, the stepped aside
Still I bust because I'm loving warm embrace

I love the element of surprise when I'm taking hoes lives
my customized 4-5
Get enough ammunition to off you
crew and some more guys

You better get wise
Make your first shot is sweet, trying to kill the elite
'Cause you ain't no more tries
to make a Nubian mother weep but fuck it

Long as I hear the hoe cry
Split a beam between his eyes and make bitch nigga so wise
No what the size of the warm embrace of my 45
Make sure the crossed dies

You don't wanna them thangs
'Cause when I cocked and aim it's time to think in a split time
But Mayz ain't new to the
I use the spark when the shots light up this of crime

But niggas get bucked for dime and it's like you're a for sin
Punk pretend to be your friend 'til they get close to your ends
To do you in, that puts me on ten
And make me put the barrel of this solid fiend

Upon under that nigga's chin, plus he big shit about war
Like he don't know my Speedknot Mob win
But I dare one of you to say my name
'Cause I put a fucking bullet into your kin

to get under your skin like a dirty syringe
Plus I know you can't win a gun or a pen
So when you see Mayz come in the place you better say your
Before I fuck up your like a can of mace
Before I get disgraced, I'ma a case
Maybe you hoes fear the wrath of my embrace

I got love for the 4-4
But I pick it up, I don't wanna let it go
Because a straight loving your warm embrace
I got plenty for the 4-5

But when I pick it up, I wanna let it ride
But still I bust 'cause I survive from warm embrace
I got plenty for the nine-mill
And when I pick it up, I don't really kill

But still I bust because I'm your warm embrace
All you motherfuckers duck and hide
I let it ride, the sucker stepped aside
Still I bust I'm loving' your warm embrace

With you my passion, Nina off seventeen, for sure
Hold you so tightly, I love you Nina and never wanna let you go
Miss making a mockery of motherfuckers gotta be ruckus
I get my clutches upon this hoe

Itching to let the barrel
a sparrow, how it flow, like an arrow, Geronimo
Spit 'em up and slow
I reload, clipping' your ass crack, you blast back

from flashback, some bitches know
Bust 'til I see the from the intro
You was from the phasing, deep with the cuts and abrasion
Erupts and amazing, nigga, my Nina

Fuck the gazing and enemies get tore up from the
Fool you be them with your black ass
Murderous hips, hurting the grips, on personal list
Deposition die for serving six

Everyone of 'em a hit but some are missing of a jerk to the kick
I be working my bitch
Trying to pimp her but she a wild and a thang
Kick a static on when she gang bang, blast in the fullest

Niggas better pull it soon or else suffer hellafied wounds
And even though I stay clubbed some thugs, why call 'em stug?
it comes to her love, it's none above she drawing blood
Static under the bra 'cause every I take a hit at the bud

And give you a hug you gon' pop up a
Drinking on the block, gotta bust the glock
When the Henny hit the chest, busting Smith &
the discussion, I'm busting 'em all, clutching my balls

If I see y'all be laid to rest, let me hit the
Loose revolver used to be a problem
But the made me a baller
No strap could take the place of the nine
Leave 'em flat lines, feeling fury, you was to taste
From my embrace

I got love for the 4-4
But when I it up, I don't wanna let it go
Because a nigga straight loving your warm
I got love for the 4-5

But when I pick it up, I wanna let it ride
But I bust 'cause I survive from your warm embrace
I got plenty for the nine-mill
And when I pick it up, I really wanna kill

But still I bust because I'm needing warm embrace
All you better duck and hide
Before I let it ride, the stepped aside
Still I bust because I'm loving' your embrace

I got plenty for the 4-4, 4-4, 4-4
embrace
I got plenty for the 4-5, 4-5 , 4-5
(4-5, 4-5, 4-5)
embrace
I got plenty love for the nine-mill,
(Nine-mill)