Luyện nghe bài hát Guns Blam

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

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

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

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

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

Let guns blam, Flocka
Let them blam, Flocka
Let them guns blam,
Let them guns blam,
Friends to enemies, enemies turned to friends
Eat you like some busy bees, kill you and your best
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 till my stop
KO make your body rock