Luyện nghe bài hát Arabian Sam's

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

[Verse 1:
Where the I want it to pop
I'm givin shit bags from stomach shots
Stick blast, quick fast, has, 100 shots
Peace to 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, give a fuck about a grammy
The real niggas that been through it, understand me
Same niggas sendin threats, them quiet
He wanna feel the chopper bullets settin him on fire
Knife work, gun work, whatever is
Shootin fire in this weapon, spittin 'til you expire
I from bein locked in cages to rockin stages
350 to them 950 (?)
can spray if I okay'd it
Youngin got the sawed-off, niggas chop the gauges
They not to play
No socks I rock the (?)
Sendin pounds over, I prayed them boxes made it
Grimiest of all time when I jot them
That's why my fuckin name ringin like them slots in
Hear me, nigga? Hate who front
I know you pussy, clapped you
And you wasn't in that a month
your dick sucker, that'll get you hit with the pump
Or I'm firin the 'til you slump
The Machine bitch (lay the fuck down, pussy nigga)

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

2: Styles P]
Deadly, a raw dose of
Firearm, fishscale, let the felon in
Ferrari dreams since games
Catch him in the lobby and kill him, we heard (?) things
let the machine pop
We gon' catch you slippin off percs leavin the lean
nigga (?) sister hit
Nah I'm just pistol whipped ya with the stripper
Bitch to be around the way, every day on some mission
a nigga up, deep water, no fishin shit
You baitin, no chance to
I'm in the (?) 10 to 8 when the price deflates
So Conway, I know the way of the con
Deck of cards in the Qur'an like I'm waitin to
Long kind, short kind, I playin for (?)
Gun olympics, the Ghost pass the baton, what up?! Yeah

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