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)
Playin my chips you'll get layed down. (Bow Bow)
Riding with my AR me. (AR)
in the jungle with slimmy, (wooh)
Posted on the block my Tre Pound. (Trey pound)
Playin with my you'll get layed down. (R.I.P.)
da Kid:
Posted on the with my FN, (What)
loaded 20 shots 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 your block da mob deep.(Mob)
Fetti ridin packed thats the line up. (Mob)
Disrespect my squad will get you lined up. (ughh)

Riding with my AR me. (What)
in the jungle with slimmy. (ughh)
Posted on the block 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 my chips you'll get layed down. (R.I.P.)
Ar
Five dot six millimeter,
Five niggas in the whip, speakers,
This trey pound chips, beater,
Slimmy with me know he got chilli heaters,
For one i the tool if a nigga creep up,
Duck tape body thats a sleeper,
Thuggin its nothin tell that 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 with my Tre pound. (Trey pound)
Playin with my chips you'll get down. (Bow Bow)
Riding my AR with me. (AR)
Thuggin in the with slimmy, (wooh)
Posted on the with my Tre Pound. (Trey pound)
with my chips you'll get layed down. (R.I.P.)

Bang bang rat-a-tata watch the scatta,
Niggas me off, i got a bad bladder,
ima monster, make people run and scream,
I AR-15, I tote it in my jeans,
We got up off of guns and danger,
That chopper got me like a power ranger, its danger.
Dont argue with these im pullin out takin aim,
You standin close enough bitch im burnin you the flames.

Riding my AR with me. (What)
Thuggin in the jungle slimmy. (ughh)
Posted on the block 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 with my Tre Pound. (Trey pound)
Playin with my chips get layed down. (R.I.P.)
Tre
Its Tre and ima, sun of a gun,
Got to earth a nigga like 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 aint talkin bout money we dont understand,
say pound snitchin not.. cant be, the only D.A. i talk to is dead anthony.

Riding my AR with me. (What)
Thuggin in the jungle 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 with slimmy, (wooh)
Posted on the block my Tre Pound. (Trey pound)
Playin with my chips get layed down. (R.I.P.)
Ru:
You aint ready i can bring you to the jungle,
You niggas is you aint ready for this rumble,
I can make it crumble you 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 that flocka flame,
These bitches is dumb found, but they give brain,
So tht make it feel good, just grip alot-a grain. RIP.

Riding my AR with 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)
on the block with my Tre Pound. (Trey pound)
Playin with my chips get layed down. (R.I.P.)

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