Luyện nghe bài hát Guns Blam

I'm too drunk, I'm too high to hear that shit
Came to the club, yeah, I'm on that shit
Let them things blam, let things blam
Let them things blam, let things blam
I'm too fucked up, too up I'm on fuck shit
Let things blam, let them things blam
My chopper up, let them things blam
My hangers got extendos, let them things
I'm Riverdale, full of young niggas
Ain't no OG's, just some niggas
Gangbangin, weed
Shootouts, and ecstasy
Them boys gone, them boys crazy, have lost their mind
Whole clique up fuck one time
Above the law hey my nigga, I'm on my
Afraid of the dark, so I'm forced to
Let them guns blam, bitch, you I am
I go Kanye, ham it's the summer of sound

Let them blam, Flocka
Let them blam, Flocka
Let guns blam, Flocka
Let them blam, Flocka
Friends turned to enemies, enemies turned to
Eat you like busy bees, kill you and your best friend
Let guns blam, bow
Let guns blam, bow
Let guns blam, bow
Let them blam, bow
Too up on my block
Middle finger to the law a cop
Real nigga my heart stop
That KO your body rock

stop 'till I see a body drop
Fuck get mollywopped
my shawty off the top
I'm about a
See my niggas love to flex
Strapped up with tech
Want beef, no talking, that's a bet
Live with no regret, where you from shawty up your set
A nigga me dead, got a check on my head got but I got too much too much respect
Pride, dignity, you're hating on me I'm making history
goin broke boy shitting me
Throw money on a bitch, shit to me
Let them guns blam, let guns blam
This a .44 it cannot jam

Let them guns blam,
Let them guns blam,
Let them guns blam,
Let them guns blam,
Friends turned to enemies, turned to friends
Eat you like busy bees, kill you and your best friend
Let them blam, bow
Let guns blam, bow
Let guns blam, bow
Let guns blam, bow
Too turnt up on my
Middle to the law fuck a cop
Real nigga my heart stop
That KO your body rock

My friends turn in my enemies, my turn friends
Ain't talking no pills nigga, we sliding round with extends
I'm ridin round in Benz
50 rounds in mac
I put a price on your head and they gone lay you down for dem
Y'all niggas ain't toting no
Y'all niggas don't no war
niggas don't want my goons
Came around by your front
But that hot shit, cause you pop
Runnin round you got shit
Had my niggas all in your
You runnin round like you got
niggas die cause they switch sides
And do dumb shit when get high
me, it won't get by
Try to it cool, and you'll get fried
All the real on this side
shoot like Dirk do
Every nigga that's 'round me get real and merk too

Let guns blam, Flocka
Let them blam, Flocka
Let guns blam, Flocka
Let guns blam, Flocka
Friends turned to enemies, enemies to friends
Eat you like some busy bees, kill you and your friend
Let guns blam, bow
Let them blam, bow
Let guns blam, bow
Let guns blam, bow
Too up on my block
Middle finger to the law a cop
Real nigga till my heart
That KO your body rock