Luyện nghe bài hát Warning

Who the is this
Callin me at in the night
im watchin the fight
Lookin at the phone, there's no in site
Blocked ID, knew somthin wasn't right
It's my Kandy from out in Miami
Tellin me that my man with some in the Camry
Car seat in the back like he a family
yo stop playin
the fuck is you sayin

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

Oh you mean Leah, Lil Maria
I use to go see her in of the Pizzaria

["Kandy"]
I say them
They me to some bitch that you know from 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 warnin me, now I'm warnin you
What's it gonna be Nicki, me what you wanna do

Damn have 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"]
heard about his good sexin
Long erection, complexion
Magnums for
even heard about his tongue game
How the give 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 black dresses & chest
If i find out he got a misses
What you think all the is for
2 by the door, a few out in New York
And I feed em curry
I'm all about my green,
Got some fat bitches in the
I got a like ox
And we oxtails
Got a for whats in the mail
I got on my nigga bail
But if the nigga
I have him sleepin with some whales
Damn! wanna fuck with my man
On the hand things ain't always what you plan
It's the ones up in ya prom pictures, salon ya
Now they creep in ya man Jeep
I bet you Nicki sleep
Cuz imma put the heat to ya
You bird tweet tweet
And watch her like a ciggarete
left the bitch a pack of nicorette
Leave all them foul wet
I give a fuck about you and bum
Mami I'm the truth, they salute I come through
I'm not
i bust my gun and -
Hold on, I hear comin

*bang bang*
police up!!

Oh
bitch Kandy set me up