Warm Embrace (Clean LP Version) - Twista
On the block in it two door dropped
And my spot is keepin but hot
The p***y-a*s cop throw some murder in the lot
My n***a got popped with a bullet that was meant for me
The adapt by T's and B's and the regencies
F**k what the reason be I'ma start squeezin these
Them n***as ain't G's they wanna be thugs
And it ain't s**t these ain't no motherf**kin slugs
The fools and plugged plus ain't no h*es over here
I done dropped more dead bodies than tears
Brought to life momma's worst fears
Pictures of a son dyin from that hot ones flyin
Baby mama's cryin at the funeral
Cause the magnum lit him like a Black Mild
When I rolled out on his a*s on the solo
I caught him up on mo-mo cookin up co-co
I got to tip on the low-low
Bust it there like po-po takin lives with the oh no
It's a 4-4 mini-missle with a silencer for the whistle
My favorite pistol cause when I let that b***h ride
I know the homicide is being carried out in official
N***as steady bumpin guns but don't want none
Because of these hot ones that explode on contact
A manic that's prepared to die in combat
Besides all that a 4-4 keeps me laced don't be petty to say
I can see the fear in your face
As I reach my waist for this warm embrace
I got plenty love for the 4-4
But when I pick it up I don't wanna let it go
Because a n***a straight lovin' your warm embrace
I got plenty love for the 4-5
But when I pick it up I don't wanna let it ride
But still I bust 'cause I survive from your warm embrace
I got plenty love for the nine-mill
And when I pick it up I don't really wanna kill
But still I bust because I'm needin' your warm embrace
All you muthaf**kas better duck and hide
Before I let it ride the sucka stepped aside
Still I bust because I'm lovin' your warm embrace
I love the element of surprise when I'm taking these h*es lives
With my customized 4-5
Get enough ammunition to knock off you your crew and some more guys
You muthaf**kas better get wise
Make sure your first shot is sweet tryin to k**l the elite
Cause you ain't gettin no more tries
Hate to make a nubian mother weap but f**k it
Long as I don't hear the h*e cry
Split a beam between his eyes and make that b***h n***a so wise
No matter what the size of the warm embrace of my forty-five
Make sure the n***a crossed through dies
You don't wanna throw them thangs
Cause when I cocked and aim it's time to think in a split second time
But Mayz ain't new to the game
I use the spark when the shots light up this thunderin crime
But n***as get bucked for dime and it's like you're a magnet for sin
Punk pretend to be your friend 'til they get close enough to your ends
To do you in that s**t puts me on ten
And make me wanna put the barrel of this solid fiend
Upon under that n***a's chin plus he talkin big s**t about war
Like he don't know my Speedknot Mob gon' win
But I dare one of you n***as to say my name
Cause I put a f**kin bullet into your closest kin
Just to get under your skin like a dirty syringe
Plus I know you can't win with a gun or a pin
So when you see Mayz come in the place you better say your grace
Before I f**k up your face like a can of mace
Before I get disgraced I'ma catch a case
Maybe you h*es fear the wrath of my warm embrace
With you my passion nina squeeze off seventeen for sure
Hold you ever so tightly I love you nina and never wanna let you go
Miss Millimeter's makin a mockery of motherf**kers gotsta be ruckus
When I get my clutches upon this h*e
Itchin' to let the barrel blow
Like a sparrow how it flow like an arrow geronimo
Spit 'em up and swallow slow
I reload clippin' your a*s crack you constantly blast back
Payback from flashback some b***hes know
Bust 'til I see the chrome from the intro
You was f**ked from the phasin' deep with the cuts and abrasion
Erupts and amazin' n***a my nina bucked
F**k the gazin and enemies get tore up from the blazin
Fool you be burnin' them with your black a*s
Murderous hips hurtin' the grips ride on personal list
Deposition die for servin' them six
Everyone of 'em with a hit but some are missin' of a jerk to the kick
'Cause I be working my b***h
Tryin' to pimp her but she a wild and a tame thang
Kick a static on when she gangbang blast in the fullest moon
N***as better pull it soon or else suffer hellafied bullet wounds
And even though I stay clubbed with some thugs why call 'em stug
When it comes to her love it's none above she drawin blood
Static under the bra 'cause everytime I take a hit at the bud
And give you a hug you gon' pop up a slug
Drinkin' remy on the block gotta bust the glock
When the henny hit the chest bustin' smith-n-wess
F**k the discussion I'm bustin' 'em all clutchin' my balls
If I see y'all be laid to rest let me hit the sess
Loose revolver used to be a problem solver
But the nina made me a baller
No strap could take the place of the black nine
Leave 'em flat lines feelin' fury you was born to taste
From my warm embrace
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