Luyện nghe bài hát Let Them Guns Blam

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

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

Won't stop 'till I see a drop
Fuck get mollywopped
Leave my off the top
I'm about a
See my young niggas 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 hating on me I'm making history
Waka broke boy shitting me
Throw on a bitch, ain't shit to me
Let them guns blam, let guns blam
a .44 bulldog it cannot jam

Let guns blam, Flocka
Let them blam, Flocka
Let them blam, Flocka
Let them guns blam,
Friends turned to enemies, turned to friends
Eat you like some busy bees, kill you and best friend
Let guns blam, bow
Let them blam, bow
Let them blam, bow
Let them 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 turn in my enemies, my enemies turn friends
Ain't talking about no pills nigga, we sliding round with
I'm ridin round in this
50 in this mac
I put a price on your head and gone lay you down for dem racks
niggas ain't toting no straps
Y'all niggas don't no war
niggas don't want my goons
Came around by your 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 when get high
me, it won't get by
Try to play it cool, and get fried
All the niggas on this side
Niggas like Dirk do
Every that's 'round me get real money and merk too

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