Luyện nghe bài hát Let Dem Guns Blam

I'm too drunk, I'm too high to hear that shit
Came to the club, yeah, I'm on that fuck
Let them things blam, let 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 them blam
My filled up, let them things blam
My hangers got extendos, let them blam
I'm Riverdale, full of young niggas
Ain't no OG's, just some young
Gangbangin, sellin
Shootouts, and some
boys gone, them boys crazy, must have lost their mind
Whole clique up fuck one time
the law hey my nigga, I'm on my grind
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 guns blam, Flocka
Let them blam, Flocka
Let them guns blam,
Let them guns blam,
Friends turned to enemies, turned to friends
Eat you like some busy bees, kill you and your friend
Let them blam, bow
Let guns blam, bow
Let them blam, bow
Let guns blam, bow
Too turnt up on my
Middle finger to the law a cop
Real till my heart stop
That KO make body rock

stop 'till I see a body drop
Fuck round get
Leave my off the top
I'm about a
See my young niggas love to
Strapped up that tech
Want beef, no talking, shawty a bet
Live with no regret, where you from 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, you're hating on me I'm making history
goin broke boy shitting me
Throw money on a bitch, shit to me
Let guns blam, let them guns blam
a .44 bulldog it cannot jam

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

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

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