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It's like I got the 4-4 ****ed
On the block in it, two door dropped
And my spot is keeping but hot
The *****-*** cop throw some murder in the lot
My ***** got popped
With a bullet that was meant for me
The adapt by T's and B's and the regencies
***k what the reason be, I'ma start squeezing these
Them *****s ain't G's, they wanna be thugs
And it ain't **** to slang these mother***king slugs
The fools ain't plugged, plus ain't no hoes over here
I done dropped more dead bodies than tears
Brought to life momma's worst fears
Pictures of a son dying from that hot ones flying
Baby mama's crying at the funeral
'Cause the magnum lit him like a Black & Mild
When I rolled out on his *** on the solo
I caught him up on mo mo cooking up co-co
I got to tip on the low-low
Busted in like po po taking lives with the, oh no
It's a 4-4, mini-missile with a silencer for the whistle
My favorite pistol 'cause when I let that ***** ride
I know the homicide is being carried out in official
*****s steady bumping gums but don't want none
Because of these hot ones that explode on contact
A manic that's prepared to die in combat
Besides all that a 4-4 keeps me laced
Don't be petty to say
I can see the fear in your face
As I reach my waist for this warm embrace
I got plenty love for the 4-4
But when I pick it up, I don't wanna let it go
Because a ***** straight loving your warm embrace
I got plenty love for the 4-5
But when I pick it up, I don't wanna let it ride
But still I bust 'cause I survive from your warm embrace
I got plenty love for the nine-mill
And when I pick it up, I don't really wanna kill
But still I bust because I'm needing your warm embrace
All you mother***kers better duck and hide
Before I let it ride, the sucker stepped aside
Still I bust because I'm loving your warm embrace
I love the element of surprise when I'm taking these hoes lives
With my customized 4-5
Get enough ammunition to knock off you
Your crew and some more guys
You mother***kers better get wise
Make sure your first shot is sweet, trying to kill the elite
'Cause you ain't getting no more tries
Hate to make a Nubian mother weep but ***k it
Long as I don't hear the hoe cry
Split a beam between his eyes and make that ***** ***** so wise
No matter what the size of the warm embrace of my 45
Make sure the ***** crossed dies
You don't wanna throw them thangs
'Cause when I ****ed and aim it's time to think in a split second time
But Mayz ain't new to the game
I use the spark when the shots light up this tunnel of crime
But *****s get bucked for dime and it's like you're a magnet for sin
Punk pretend to be your friend 'til they get close enough to your ends
To do you in, that **** puts me on ten
And make me wanna put the barrel of this solid fiend
Upon under that *****'s chin, plus he talking big **** about war
Like he don't know my Speedknot Mob gon' win
But I dare one of you *****s to say my name
'Cause I put a ***king bullet into your closest kin
Just to get under your skin like a dirty syringe
Plus I know you can't win with a gun or a pen
So when you see Mayz come in the place you better say your grace
Before I ***k up your face like a can of mace
Before I get disgraced, I'ma catch a case
Maybe you hoes fear the wrath of my warm embrace
I got plenty love for the 4-4
But when I pick it up, I don't wanna let it go
Because a ***** straight loving your warm embrace
I got plenty love for the 4-5
But when I pick it up, I don't wanna let it ride
But still I bust 'cause I survive from your warm embrace
I got plenty love for the nine-mill
And when I pick it up, I don't really wanna kill
But still I bust because I'm needing' your warm embrace
All you mother***kers better duck and hide
Before I let it ride, the sucker stepped aside
Still I bust because I'm loving' your warm embrace
With you my p***ion, Nina squeeze off seventeen, for sure
Hold you ever so tightly, I love you Nina and never wanna let you go
Miss Millimeter's making a mockery of mother***kers gotta be ruckus
When I get my clutches upon this hoe
Itching to let the barrel blow
Like a sparrow, how it flow, like an arrow, Geronimo
Spit 'em up and swallow slow
I reload, clipping' your *** crack, you constantly blast back
Payback from flashback, some *****es know
Bust 'til I see the chrome from the intro
You was ***ked from the phasing, deep with the cuts and abrasion
Erupts and amazing, *****, my Nina bucked
***k the gazing and enemies get tore up from the blazing
Fool you be burning them with your black ***
Murderous hips, hurting the grips, ride on personal list
Deposition die for serving them six
Everyone of 'em with a hit but some are missing of a jerk to the kick
'Cause I be working my *****
Trying to pimp her but she a wild and a tame thang
Kick a static on when she **** ****, blast in the fullest moon
*****s better pull it soon or else suffer hellafied bullet wounds
And even though I stay clubbed with some thugs, why call 'em stug?
When it comes to her love, it's none above she drawing blood
Static under the bra 'cause every time I take a hit at the bud
And give you a hug you gon' pop up a slug
Drinking Remy on the block, gotta bust the glock
When the Henny hit the chest, busting Smith & Wess
***k the discussion, I'm busting 'em all, clutching my balls
If I see y'all be laid to rest, let me hit the sess
Loose revolver used to be a problem solver
But the Nina made me a baller
No strap could take the place of the black nine
Leave 'em flat lines, feeling fury, you was born to taste
From my warm embrace
I got plenty love for the 4-4
But when I pick it up, I don't wanna let it go
Because a ***** straight loving your warm embrace
I got plenty love for the 4-5
But when I pick it up, I don't wanna let it ride
But still I bust 'cause I survive from your warm embrace
I got plenty love for the nine-mill
And when I pick it up, I don't really wanna kill
But still I bust because I'm needing your warm embrace
All you mother***kers better duck and hide
Before I let it ride, the sucker stepped aside
Still I bust because I'm loving' your warm embrace
I got plenty love for the 4-4, 4-4, 4-4
Warm embrace
I got plenty love for the 4-5, 4-5 , 4-5
(4-5, 4-5, 4-5)
Warm embrace
I got plenty love for the nine-mill, nine-mill
(Nine-mill)
Heart Attack
Diamonds
One Of Those Nights
I Knew You Were Trouble.
Started From the Bottom
Teenage Dream (Ringtune)
I\'ll Be Good To You
Don't You Worry Child (feat. John Martin)
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Wanted You More
California Gurls
Rude Boy
Find Your Love
Knock You Down
Teenage Dream (Ringtune)
I Like It (feat. Pitbull)
Your Love
Telephone (feat. Beyonce)
Pretty Girl Rock
