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 niggas bags from stomach shots
blast, quick fast, clip has, 100 shots
Peace to them niggas whip glass and run the block
My nigga Dunns got caught with a (?)
Got a bag for him when he home, that niggas family
Hood nigga, give a fuck about a grammy
The real niggas that been through it, they me
Same sendin threats, them niggas quiet
He don't wanna feel the chopper bullets settin him on
Knife work, gun work, whatever is
Shootin in this weapon, spittin lead 'til you expire
I went from bein locked in to rockin stages
350 to 950 (?) kicks
Y'all can spray if I it
Youngin got the sawed-off, them chop the gauges
They not to play
No when I rock the (?)
Sendin pounds over, I just prayed them made it
Grimiest of all when I jot them pages
That's why my fuckin name ringin like them in Vegas
me, nigga? Hate niggas who front
I know you pussy, niggas you
And you in that prison a month
Runnin your dick sucker, that'll get you hit with the
Or I'm firin the 'til you slump
The Machine 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 still nigga)
Nobody move or the gun blows, gun blows

2: Styles P]
Deadly, a raw of heroin
Firearm, fishscale, fuck let the in
Ferrari dreams Atari games
Catch him in the and kill him, we heard (?) body things
let the machine pop
We gon' catch you slippin off leavin the lean spot
Bitch (?) sister hit
Nah I'm just whipped ya chillin with the stripper
Bitch to be around the way, every day on some shit
Line a 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 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 don't the baton, what up?! Yeah

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