Luyện nghe bài hát Warning

Who the hell is
Callin me at in the night
While im the fight
at the phone, there's no name in site
Blocked ID, knew somthin just wasn't
It's my Kandy from out in Miami
Tellin me that my man some bitch in the Camry
Car in the back like he started a family
yo Kand stop
What the fuck is you

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

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

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

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

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

the coroner!!
Its gonna be a lot of black dresses & vestes
If i find out he got a next
What you think all the is for
2 by the door, a few out in New York
And I feed em chicken
I'm all about my green,
Got some fat bitches in the
I got a like ox
And we oxtails
Got a scale for whats in the
I got watever on my nigga
But if the nigga
I have him sleepin with killer whales
Damn! wanna fuck with my man
On the other hand things ain't always you plan
It's the up in ya prom pictures, salon with ya
Now they wanna creep in ya man
I bet you Nicki won't
Cuz imma put the to ya beak
You bird like tweet
And her smoke like a ciggarete
Shoulda left the bitch a pack of
Leave all foul bitches wet
I give a fuck about you and bum
Mami I'm the truth, they salute when I come
I'm not
Bitch i my gun and -
Hold on, I somebody comin

*bang bang*
police up!!

Oh
That bitch set me up