Luyện nghe bài hát Warm Embrace

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

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

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

Pictures of a son dying from that hot flying
mama's crying at the funeral
'Cause the magnum lit him like a & 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 pistol 'cause when I let that bitch ride

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Upon under that chin, plus he talking 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 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 place you say your grace
Before I fuck up your face like a can of
Before I get disgraced, I'ma catch a
Maybe you hoes fear the wrath of my warm

I got love for the 4-4
But I pick it up, I don't wanna let it go
a nigga straight loving your warm embrace
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 sucker stepped
Still I because I'm loving' your warm embrace

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

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

Payback from flashback, some know
Bust 'til I see the chrome from the
You was fucked from the phasing, deep with the cuts and
and amazing, nigga, my Nina bucked

Fuck the gazing and enemies get up from the blazing
Fool you be burning them your black ass
hips, hurting the grips, ride 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 tame
Kick a static on when she gang bang, blast in the moon

Niggas better pull it soon or else suffer bullet wounds
And though I stay clubbed with some thugs, why call 'em stug?
When it to her love, it's none above she drawing blood
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 the glock
When the Henny hit the chest, busting & Wess
Fuck the discussion, I'm 'em all, clutching my balls

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

I got plenty 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 plenty for the 4-5

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

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

I got plenty for the 4-4, 4-4, 4-4
embrace
I got love 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)