Luyện nghe bài hát Arabian Sam's

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

[Verse 1:
Where the I want it to pop
I'm niggas 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 caught a sack (?)
Got a bag for him when he come home, that niggas
Hood nigga, never give a fuck about a
The real niggas that been through it, they me
Same niggas sendin threats, them niggas
He don't feel the chopper bullets settin him on fire
work, gun work, whatever is required
Shootin fire in this weapon, lead 'til you expire
I went from bein locked in cages to stages
350 to 950 (?) kicks
Y'all can if I okay'd it
Youngin got the sawed-off, them niggas the gauges
They not to with
No socks when I 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 slots in Vegas
Hear me, nigga? Hate who front
I know you pussy, clapped you
And you wasn't in prison a month
your dick sucker, that'll get you hit with the pump
Or I'm the stick 'til you slump
It's The bitch (lay the fuck down, pussy nigga)

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

[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
let the machine pop
We gon' catch you slippin off percs leavin the spot
Bitch nigga (?) hit
Nah I'm just pistol whipped ya with the stripper
Bitch to be around the way, every day on some shit
Line a nigga up, water, no fishin shit
You baitin, no chance to
I'm in the (?) 10 to 8 when the coke price
So Conway, I surely the way of the con
of cards in the Qur'an like I'm waitin to bomb
Long kind, kind, I ain't playin for (?)
Gun olympics, the Ghost don't pass the baton, up?! Yeah

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