Luyện nghe bài hát Warning

Who the hell is
Callin me at 12:47 in the
While im the fight
Lookin at the phone, there's no in site
Blocked ID, knew somthin wasn't right
It's my girl Kandy from out in
Tellin me that my man some bitch in the Camry
Car seat in the back like he started a
yo Kand stop
the fuck is you sayin

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

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

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

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

["Kandy"]
They heard about his good
Long erection, complexion
for protection
They even heard his tongue game
How the nigga brain ain't stop till the cum came
But thats to Hip Hop
I'll pop the top
a Carona

the coroner!!
Its gonna be a lot of dresses & chest vestes
If i out he got a next misses
What you all the goons is for
2 by the door, a few out in New York
And I feed em curry
I'm all my green, naw-mean
Got fat bitches in the kitchen
I got a spot ox
And we cook
Got a for whats in the mail
I got on my nigga bail
But if the nigga
I have him sleepin with some killer
Damn! Bitches wanna fuck my man
On the other hand things always what you plan
It's the ones up in ya prom pictures, with ya
Now they creep in ya man Jeep
I bet you Nicki sleep
Cuz imma put the heat to ya
You like tweet tweet
And watch her smoke a ciggarete
left the bitch a pack of nicorette
Leave all them bitches wet
I give a fuck about you and bum
I'm the truth, they salute when I come through
I'm not
Bitch i my gun and -
Hold on, I somebody comin

*bang bang*
open up!!

Oh
That bitch set me up