Luyện nghe bài hát Arabian Sam's

[Intro:
Grimy, grimiest of all time,
poppin, nigga?

[Verse 1:
the drama I want it to pop
I'm niggas shit bags from stomach shots
blast, quick fast, clip has, 100 shots
Peace to them niggas that whip glass and run the
My nigga Dunns got caught with a (?)
Got a bag for him when he come home, that family
Hood nigga, never give a about a grammy
The real that been through it, they understand me
niggas sendin threats, them niggas quiet
He don't feel the chopper bullets settin him on fire
work, gun work, whatever is required
Shootin fire in this weapon, spittin 'til you expire
I went from locked in cages to rockin stages
350 to them 950 (?)
Y'all can if I okay'd it
Youngin got the sawed-off, niggas chop the gauges
They not to play
No socks when I the (?)
Sendin pounds over, I just prayed boxes made it
of all time when I jot them pages
That's why my fuckin name ringin like them slots in
Hear me, nigga? niggas who front
I you pussy, niggas clapped you
And you wasn't in that prison a
your dick sucker, that'll get you hit with the pump
Or I'm firin the 'til you slump
It's The Machine bitch (lay the fuck down, nigga)

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

[Verse 2: P]
Deadly, a raw of heroin
Firearm, fishscale, fuck let the in
Ferrari dreams since games
Catch him in the and kill him, we heard (?) body things
Everybody let the pop
We gon' catch you slippin off percs leavin the lean
Bitch (?) sister hit
Nah I'm just pistol whipped ya chillin the stripper
Bitch to be around the way, every day on mission shit
a nigga up, deep water, no fishin shit
You baitin, no to escape
I'm in the (?) 10 to 8 when the coke price
So Conway, I surely the way of the con
Deck of cards in the like I'm waitin to bomb
Long kind, short kind, I ain't for (?)
Gun olympics, the Ghost don't pass the baton, what up?!

[Outro: P]
Conway, up?
Salute my G, Ghost,
Yeah, I like the feel of this,
My type of