Luyện nghe bài hát Arabian Sam's

[Intro:
Grimy, of all time, nigga
What's poppin,

1: Conway]
Where the drama I it to pop
I'm givin niggas bags from stomach shots
Stick blast, quick fast, clip has, 100
to them niggas that whip glass and run the block
My nigga Dunns got with a sack (?)
Got a bag for him when he come home, niggas family
Hood nigga, never a fuck about a grammy
The real niggas been through it, they understand me
Same niggas threats, them niggas quiet
He don't wanna feel the chopper settin him on fire
Knife work, gun work, whatever is
Shootin fire in weapon, spittin lead 'til you expire
I went from locked in cages to rockin stages
350 to 950 (?) kicks
Y'all can spray if I it
Youngin got the sawed-off, them niggas the gauges
not to play with
No socks I rock the (?)
Sendin pounds over, I just them boxes made it
Grimiest of all when I jot them pages
That's why my fuckin name ringin like them slots in
Hear me, nigga? niggas who front
I know you pussy, clapped you
And you wasn't in that a month
Runnin your dick sucker, that'll get you hit the pump
Or I'm firin the stick you slump
It's The bitch (lay the fuck down, pussy nigga)

[Hook:
(Lay the down, pussy nigga)
Nobody move or the gun blows, gun blows
(Nobody move, nigga, be fuck nigga)
Nobody don't or the gun blows, gun blows

2: Styles P]
Deadly, a raw of heroin
Firearm, fishscale, let the felon in
Ferrari since Atari games
Catch him in the lobby and him, we heard (?) body things
let the machine pop
We gon' catch you slippin off percs leavin the spot
nigga (?) sister hit
Nah I'm just whipped ya chillin with the stripper
to be around the way, every day on some mission shit
Line a nigga up, deep water, no fishin
You baitin, no chance to
I'm in the (?) 10 to 8 when the coke deflates
So Conway, I know the way of the con
Deck of cards in the Qur'an like I'm to bomb
Long kind, short kind, I playin for (?)
Gun olympics, the Ghost don't the baton, what up?! Yeah

[Outro: P]
Conway, up?
my G, Ghost, D-Block
Yeah, I like the feel of this,
My of shit