Luyện nghe bài hát Warning

Who the hell is
me at 12:47 in the night
While im the fight
at the phone, there's no name in site
Blocked ID, somthin just wasn't right
It's my girl Kandy out in Miami
Tellin me my man with some bitch in the Camry
Car seat in the like he started a family
yo stop playin
the fuck is you sayin

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

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

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

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

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

the coroner!!
Its gonna be a lot of black dresses & chest
If i find out he got a misses
you think all the goons is for
2 by the door, a few out in New York
And I em curry chicken
I'm all about my green,
Got fat bitches in the kitchen
I got a spot ox
And we oxtails
Got a for whats in the mail
I got on my nigga bail
But if the nigga
I have him sleepin some killer whales
Damn! Bitches fuck with my man
On the other hand things ain't what you plan
It's the up in ya prom pictures, salon with ya
Now wanna creep in ya man Jeep
I bet you won't sleep
Cuz put the heat to ya beak
You like tweet tweet
And watch her smoke like a
Shoulda left the bitch a pack of
all them foul bitches wet
I give a about you and bum crew
I'm the truth, they salute when I come through
I'm not
Bitch i my gun and -
Hold on, I hear comin

*bang bang
open up!!

Oh
That bitch set me up