Luyện nghe bài hát Let Dem Guns Blam

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

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

Won't stop I see a body drop
Fuck round get
Leave my off the top
I'm a check
See my young love to flex
Strapped up with that
Want beef, no talking, that's 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
Waka broke boy shitting me
money on a bitch, ain't shit to me
Let guns blam, let them guns blam
This a .44 it cannot jam

Let guns blam, Flocka
Let them guns blam,
Let them guns blam,
Let them 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 them blam, bow
Let them blam, bow
Let guns blam, bow
Too up on my block
Middle finger to the law a cop
Real nigga till my heart
KO make your body rock

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

Let guns blam, Flocka
Let them blam, Flocka
Let them guns blam,
Let them blam, Flocka
Friends to enemies, enemies turned to friends
Eat you like some busy bees, 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 finger to the law a cop
Real nigga till my heart
That KO your body rock