Twista & the Speed Knot Mobstaz Warm Embrace Lyrics

[Liffy Stokes]
It's like I got the 4 4 c___ed
On the block in it two door dropped
And my spot is keepin' but hot
The p____ a__ cop throw some murder in the lot
My n____ 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____s ain't G's they wanna be thugs
And it ain't s___ these ain't no m____f**kin' slugs
The fools and plugged plus ain't no hoes 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 (?)
When I rolled out on his a__ 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 many missles with a silent sub for the whistle
My favorite pistol
'Cause when I let that b____ ride
I know the homicide is being counted out, it's official
n____s steady b__pin' guns, but don't want none
Because of these hot ones that explode on contact
A maniac just prepared to die in combat
Besides all that my 4-4 keeps my laced: Dawg he paid and safe
I can see the fear in your face as I reach my waist for this warm embrace

[Chorus]
I got plenty love for the 4-4
But when I pick it up, I don't wanna let it go
Because a n____ 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 m____f**kas better duck and hide
Before I let it ride, the sucka stepped aside
Still I bust because I'm lovin' your warm embrace

[Mayz]
I love the element of surprise when I'm taking these hoes lives
With my customized 4-5
Get enough ammunition to knock off you, your crew and some more guys
You m____f**kas better get wise
Make sure your first shot is sweet, tryin' to kill the elite
'Cause you ain't gettin' no more tries
Make the n____'s nubian mother weap, but f**k it
As long as I don't get whole cries
Put the beam between his eyes and make that b____ n____ so wise
No matter what the size of the warm embrace of my forty-five
Make sure that n____ crossed me dies
You don't wanna throw them thangs
When I c___ed and aim (?) think in these few seconds time
But Mayz ain't new to the game
I use the spark when we start to light up this thunderin' crime
But n____s get bucked for dime and it's like you're a magnet for sin
(?) pretend to be your friend 'til they get close enough to your ends

To do you in, that s___ puts me on ten
And make me wanna put the barrel of this solid fiend
Upon under that n____'s chin, plus he talkin' big s___ about war
Like he don't know my stee, now mob's gon' win
But I dare one of you n____s to say my name
'Cause I put a f**kin' bullet into your closest skin
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 hoes fear the wrath of my warm embrace

[Chorus]

[Twista]
Would you (..?..) of the team, for sure
Hold you ever so tightly, I love you nina and never wanna let you go
Miss millimeter's makin' the (?) m____f**kas gotsta be ruckus
When I get my clutches upon this hoe
Itchin' to let the barrel blow
Like a sparrow, how it flow, like an arrow (..?..)
Spit 'em up and swallow slow
I reload, clippin' your a__ crack, you constantly blast back
Payback from flashback, some b____es 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____, my nina bucked
F**k the gauge and enemies get (?) up from the blazin'
Fool you be burnin' them with your black a__
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____
Tryin' to pimp her but she a wild and a tame thang
Kick a static on when she g_______, blast in the fullest moon
n____s 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 (?) run about she draw my 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 b____
If I see I'll be laid to rest, let me hit the s__
Lose (?) but used to be a problem solver
But the nina made me a baller
Go strapped and take the place of the black nine
Leave 'em flat lines, feelin' fury, you was born to taste
From my warm embrace

[Chorus]

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