Luyện nghe bài hát Warning

Who the hell is
me at 12:47 in the night
While im watchin the
at the phone, there's no name in site
Blocked ID, knew somthin wasn't right
It's my Kandy from 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
What the is you sayin

["Kandy"]
them chicks from the bricks 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 of the Pizzaria

["Kandy"]
I didn't say
They schooled me to some bitch that you know from back
Some bitch Kim
Light skinned, slim, use to a low brim
Followed to the crib but the lights real dim
They hit me on the warnin 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 heard about his good
Long erection, complexion
for protection
They even heard about his game
How the nigga give ain't stop till the cum came
But word to Hip Hop
I'll pop the top
Like a

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

*bang bang*
police up!!

Oh
That bitch set me up