Luyện nghe bài hát Laid Down

Riding with my AR me. (What)
in the jungle with slimmy. (ughh)
Posted on the block my Tre pound. (Trey pound)
with my chips you'll get layed down. (Bow Bow)
Riding my AR with me. (AR)
Thuggin in the with slimmy, (wooh)
on the block with my Tre Pound. (Trey pound)
Playin with my chips get layed down. (R.I.P.)
Wooh da
Posted on the with my FN, (What)
Fully loaded 20 thats my best friend. (Bow Bow)
Its Mr. now Im reloaded. (ughh)
Im a man of my word, mother fucker it. (Kidd)
Ridin with my AR seat. (bow)
Bring havoc to block Wooh da mob deep.(Mob)
Fetti Gang ridin packed the line up. (Mob)
Disrespect my squad that get you lined up. (ughh)

Riding with my AR me. (What)
in the jungle with slimmy. (ughh)
Posted on the with my Tre pound. (Trey pound)
Playin with my you'll get layed down. (Bow Bow)
Riding my AR with me. (AR)
in the jungle with slimmy, (wooh)
Posted on the block my Tre Pound. (Trey pound)
Playin with my chips you'll get down. (R.I.P.)
Ar
dot five six millimeter,
Five in the whip, killa speakers,
This trey chips, wife beater,
with me know he got them chilli heaters,
For one i bust the tool if a creep up,
Duck tape body parts a sleeper,
Thuggin like its nothin tell sucka speak up,
say the way bent, sim tell em keep up,

Riding my AR with me. (What)
Thuggin in the jungle slimmy. (ughh)
Posted on the block my Tre pound. (Trey pound)
Playin with my chips get layed down. (Bow Bow)
with my AR with me. (AR)
Thuggin in the with slimmy, (wooh)
Posted on the with my Tre Pound. (Trey pound)
Playin my chips you'll get layed down. (R.I.P.)

Bang bang watch the crowd scatta,
pissin me off, i got a bad bladder,
bitch ima monster, make run and scream,
I gotta AR-15, I it in my jeans,
We got grew up off of and danger,
That chopper got me feelin like a ranger, its danger.
Dont argue with these niggas im out takin aim,
You standin close enough bitch im burnin you the flames.

Riding with my AR me. (What)
Thuggin in the with slimmy. (ughh)
on the block with my Tre pound. (Trey pound)
Playin my chips you'll get layed down. (Bow Bow)
Riding my AR with me. (AR)
Thuggin in the jungle slimmy, (wooh)
Posted on the block my Tre Pound. (Trey pound)
Playin my chips you'll get layed down. (R.I.P.)
Tre
Its Tre and ima, sun of a gun,
Got goons to earth a nigga third rock from the sun,
now we keep yo bitch on cock a gun jammed,,
They say i got a like im possesed, son of sam,
we playin fastball, you underhand,
And if you talkin bout money then we dont understand,
They say pound snitchin not.. cant be, the D.A. i talk to is dead anthony.

Riding my AR with me. (What)
in the jungle with slimmy. (ughh)
Posted on the with my Tre pound. (Trey pound)
Playin with my you'll get layed down. (Bow Bow)
Riding with my AR me. (AR)
Thuggin in the jungle slimmy, (wooh)
Posted on the block my Tre Pound. (Trey pound)
Playin with my chips get layed down. (R.I.P.)
Ru:
You faggots aint i can bring you to the jungle,
You niggas is you aint ready for this rumble,
I can it crumble you aint ready for this pressure,
BSM n Fetti Gang i em on a strecher,
My AR and everything,
Tre Pound he let it ring,
You can let it gunsound, hit em with flocka flame,
These bitches is dumb found, but they alot-a brain,
So tht make it feel good, just grip alot-a grain. RIP.

Riding with my AR me. (What)
in the jungle with slimmy. (ughh)
Posted on the with my Tre pound. (Trey pound)
with my chips you'll get layed down. (Bow Bow)
Riding with my AR me. (AR)
Thuggin in the jungle slimmy, (wooh)
Posted on the block my Tre Pound. (Trey pound)
with my chips you'll get layed down. (R.I.P.)

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