Luyện nghe bài hát Warning

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

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

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 bitch that you know back when
bitch named Kim
Light skinned, slim, use to rock a low
them to the crib but the lights real dim
They hit me on the chirp me, now I'm warnin you
What's it be Nicki, tell me what you wanna do

Damn imma have to 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) her to her maker

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

the coroner!!
Its gonna be a lot of black & chest vestes
If i find out he got a next
What you think all the is for
2 by the door, a few more out in New
And I em curry chicken
I'm all my green, naw-mean
Got some fat bitches in the
I got a like ox
And we oxtails
Got a scale for whats in the
I got on my nigga bail
But if the nigga
I have him sleepin with some whales
Damn! Bitches fuck with my man
On the other hand things ain't always what you
the ones up in ya prom pictures, salon with ya
Now wanna creep in ya man Jeep
I bet you Nicki won't
Cuz imma put the heat to ya
You like tweet tweet
And watch her smoke a ciggarete
Shoulda left the bitch a of nicorette
Leave all them foul 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*
police up!!

Oh
That bitch set me up