Luyện nghe bài hát Let Them Guns Blam

I'm too drunk, I'm too high to hear that shit
Came to the club, yeah, I'm on that shit
Let them things blam, let them 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 filled up, let them things blam
My hangers got extendos, let them things
I'm from Riverdale, of young niggas
Ain't no OG's, just young niggas
Gangbangin, sellin
Shootouts, and some
Them gone, them boys crazy, must have lost their mind
clique strapped up fuck one time
Above the law hey my nigga, I'm on my
Afraid of the dark, so I'm forced to
Let them guns blam, bitch, you I am
I go Kanye, ham it's the summer of sound

Let them blam, Flocka
Let them guns blam,
Let them guns blam,
Let them blam, Flocka
Friends to enemies, enemies turned to friends
Eat you like some busy bees, kill you and your friend
Let guns blam, bow
Let them 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
my shawty off the top
I'm a check
See my niggas love to flex
Strapped up that tech
beef, no talking, shawty that's a bet
Live with no regret, you from shawty throw up your set
A nigga me dead, got a check on my head got but I got too much too much respect
Pride, dignity, while you're hating on me I'm making
Waka goin broke boy me
Throw money on a bitch, shit to me
Let them guns blam, let guns blam
This a .44 it cannot jam

Let them guns blam,
Let guns blam, Flocka
Let them guns blam,
Let them blam, Flocka
turned to enemies, enemies turned to friends
Eat you like some bees, kill you and your best friend
Let them 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 body rock

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

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