Luyện nghe bài hát Arabian Sam's

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

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

[Verse 2: 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 (?) body things
Everybody let the pop
We catch you slippin off percs leavin the lean spot
Bitch nigga (?) hit
Nah I'm just whipped ya chillin with the stripper
Bitch to be around the way, day on some mission shit
Line a nigga up, 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 like I'm waitin to bomb
Long kind, short kind, I playin for (?)
Gun olympics, the don't pass the baton, what up?! Yeah

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