Luyện nghe bài hát Let Them Guns Blam

I'm too drunk, I'm too high to hear that fuck
Came to the club, yeah, I'm on 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 blam, let them things blam
My chopper filled up, let them blam
My hangers got extendos, let them blam
I'm from Riverdale, full of young
Ain't no OG's, just young niggas
Gangbangin, sellin
Shootouts, and some
Them boys gone, them boys crazy, 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 guns blam, bitch, you know I am
I go Kanye, ham it's the summer of sound

Let guns 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 best
Let guns blam, bow
Let guns blam, bow
Let guns blam, bow
Let them blam, bow
Too turnt up on my
Middle to the law fuck a cop
Real nigga till my heart
That KO your body rock

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

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

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

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