[liffy stokes]
Itand's like i got the 4 4 cocked
On the block in it two door dropped
And my spot is keepinand' but hot
The pussy ass cop throw some murder in the lot
My nigga got popped with a bullet that was meant for me
The adapt by tand's and band's and the regencies
Fuck what the reason be iand'ma start squeezinand' these
Them niggas ainand't gand's they wanna be thugs
And it ainand't shit these ainand't no muthafuckinand' slugs
The fools and plugged plus ainand't no hoes over here
I done dropped more dead bodies than tears
Brought to life mommaand's worst fears
Pictures of a son dyinand' from that hot ones flyinand'
Baby mamaand's cryinand' at the funeral
and'cause the magnum lit him like a black (?)
When i rolled out on his ass on the solo
I caught him up on mo-mo cookinand' up co-co
I got to tip on the low-low
Bust it there like po-po takinand' lives with the, oh no
Itand's a 4-4 many missles with a silent sub for the whistle
My favorite pistol
and'cause when i let that bitch ride
I know the homicide is being counted out, itand's official
Niggas steady bumpinand' guns, but donand't want none
Because of these hot ones that explode on contact
A maniac just prepared to die in combat
Besides all that my 4-4 keeps my laced: dawg he paid and safe
I can see the fear in your face as i reach my waist for this warm embrace
[chorus]
I got plenty love for the 4-4
But when i pick it up, i donand't wanna let it go
Because a nigga straight lovinand' your warm embrace
I got plenty love for the 4-5
But when i pick it up, i donand't wanna let it ride
But still i bust and'cause i survive from your warm embrace
I got plenty love for the nine-mill
And when i pick it up, i donand't really wanna kill
But still i bust because iand'm needinand' your warm embrace
All you muthafuckas better duck and hide
Before i let it ride, the sucka stepped aside
Still i bust because iand'm lovinand' your warm embrace
[mayz]
I love the element of surprise when iand'm taking these hoes lives
With my customized 4-5
Get enough ammunition to knock off you, your crew and some more guys
You muthafuckas better get wise
Make sure your first shot is sweet, tryinand' to kill the elite
and'cause you ainand't gettinand' no more tries
Make the niggaand's nubian mother weap, but fuck it
As long as i donand't get whole cries
Put the beam between his eyes and make that bitch nigga so wise
No matter what the size of the warm embrace of my forty-five
Make sure that nigga crossed me dies
You donand't wanna throw them thangs
When i cocked and aim (?) think in these few seconds time
But mayz ainand't new to the game
I use the spark when we start to light up this thunderinand' crime
But niggas get bucked for dime and itand's like youand're a magnet for sin
(?) pretend to be your friend and'til they get close enough to your ends
To do you in, that shit puts me on ten
And make me wanna put the barrel of this solid fiend
Upon under that niggaand's chin, plus he talkinand' big shit about war
Like he donand't know my stee, now moband's gonand' win
But i dare one of you niggas to say my name
and'cause i put a fuckinand' bullet into your closest skin
Just to get under your skin like a dirty syringe
Plus i know you canand't win with a gun or a pin
So when you see mayz come in the place you better say your grace
Before i fuck up your face like a can of mace
Before i get disgraced, iand'ma catch a case
Maybe you hoes fear the wrath of my warm embrace
[chorus]
[twista]
Would you (..?..) of the team, for sure
Hold you ever so tightly, i love you nina and never wanna let you go
Miss millimeterand's makinand' the (?) muthafuckas gotsta be ruckus
When i get my clutches upon this hoe
Itchinand' to let the barrel blow
Like a sparrow, how it flow, like an arrow (..?..)
Spit and'em up and swallow slow
I reload, clippinand' your ass crack, you constantly blast back
Payback from flashback, some bitches know
Bust and'til i see the chrome from the intro
You was fucked from the phasinand', deep with the cuts and abrasion
Erupts and amazinand', nigga, my nina bucked
Fuck the gauge and enemies get (?) up from the blazinand'
Fool you be burninand' them with your black ass
Murderous hips, hurtinand' the grips, ride on personal list
Deposition die for servinand' them six
Everyone of and'em with a hit but some are missinand' of a jerk to the kick
and'cause i be working my bitch
Tryinand' to pimp her but she a wild and a tame thang
Kick a static on when she gangbang, blast in the fullest moon
Niggas better pull it soon or else suffer hellafied bullet wounds
And even though i stay clubbed with some thugs, why call and'em stug
When it comes to (?) run about she draw my blood
Static under the bra and'cause everytime i take a hit at the bud
And give you a hug you gonand' pop up a slug
Drinkinand' remy on the block, gotta bust the glock
When the henny hit the chest, bustinand' smith-n-wess
Fuck the discussion, iand'm bustinand' and'em all, clutchinand' my balls
If i see iand'll be laid to rest, let me hit the sex
Lose (?) but used to be a problem solver
But the nina made me a baller
Go strapped and take the place of the black nine
Leave and'em flat lines, feelinand' fury, you was born to taste
From my warm embrace
[chorus]
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
Warm embrace
I got plenty love for the nine-mill (nine-mill), nine-mill
