Luyện nghe bài hát Guns Blam

I'm too drunk, I'm too high to hear that fuck
to the club, yeah, I'm on that fuck shit
Let them blam, let them things blam
Let things blam, let them things blam
I'm too up, too turnt up I'm on fuck shit
Let them things blam, let things blam
My filled up, let them things blam
My got extendos, let them things blam
I'm from Riverdale, of young niggas
Ain't no OG's, some young niggas
Gangbangin, sellin
Shootouts, and some
Them boys gone, them boys crazy, must have lost their
Whole clique strapped up one time
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 the summer of sound

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

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

Let them guns blam,
Let them blam, Flocka
Let guns blam, Flocka
Let them guns blam,
Friends turned to enemies, enemies turned to
Eat you like some busy bees, kill you and your best
Let guns blam, bow
Let guns 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

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

Let guns blam, Flocka
Let guns blam, Flocka
Let them guns blam,
Let them blam, Flocka
Friends turned to enemies, enemies turned to
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 turnt up on my
Middle finger to the law a cop
Real till my heart stop
KO make your body rock