Luyện nghe bài hát Warm Embrace

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

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

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

Pictures of a son dying from hot ones flying
mama's crying at the funeral
'Cause the magnum lit him a Black & Mild
When I out on his ass on the solo
I him up on mo mo cooking up co-co

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

I the homicide is being carried out in official
Niggas steady bumping gums but want none
of these hot ones that explode on contact
A manic that's to die in combat

all that a 4-4 keeps me laced
Don't be to say
I can see the fear in face
As I reach my waist for warm embrace

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

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

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

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

You motherfuckers get wise
Make sure your first shot is sweet, to kill the elite
you ain't getting no more tries
Hate to make a Nubian mother weep but it

as I don't hear the hoe cry
Split a beam his eyes and make that bitch nigga so wise
No matter what the size of the embrace of my 45
Make sure the crossed dies

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

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

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

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

I got plenty for the 4-4
But I pick it up, I don't wanna 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 warm embrace
I got love for the nine-mill
And when I pick it up, I don't really wanna

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

With you my passion, squeeze off seventeen, for sure
Hold you ever so tightly, I love you Nina and wanna let you go
Miss Millimeter's making a mockery of motherfuckers gotta be
When I get my upon this hoe

Itching to let the blow
Like a sparrow, how it flow, like an arrow,
'em up and swallow slow
I reload, your ass crack, you constantly blast back

Payback from flashback, bitches know
'til I see the chrome from the intro
You was from the phasing, deep with the cuts and abrasion
Erupts and amazing, nigga, my bucked

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

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

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

And give you a hug you pop up a slug
Drinking Remy on the block, gotta bust the
When the Henny hit the chest, busting & Wess
Fuck the discussion, I'm busting 'em all, my balls

If I see be laid to rest, let me hit the sess
Loose revolver to be a problem solver
But the Nina made me a
No strap take the place of the black nine
Leave 'em flat lines, fury, you was born to taste
my warm embrace

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

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

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

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