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 that fuck
Let things blam, let them things blam
Let them things blam, let them things
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 got extendos, let them things blam
I'm Riverdale, full of young niggas
Ain't no OG's, some young niggas
Gangbangin, sellin
Shootouts, and ecstasy
Them boys gone, them boys crazy, must lost their mind
Whole clique up fuck one time
Above the law hey my nigga, I'm on my
Afraid of the dark, so I'm forced to
Let guns blam, bitch, you know I am
I go Kanye, ham it's the summer of sound

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

Won't stop 'till I see a drop
round get mollywopped
Leave my off the top
I'm about a
See my niggas love to flex
Strapped up with tech
Want beef, no talking, that's a bet
Live no regret, where you from shawty 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, while you're hating on me I'm making
Waka broke boy shitting me
money on a bitch, ain't shit to me
Let them guns blam, let them guns
This a .44 bulldog it jam

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

My friends turn in my enemies, my enemies friends
talking about no pills nigga, we sliding round with extends
I'm round in this Benz
50 rounds in mac
I put a price on your and they gone lay you down for dem racks
niggas ain't toting no straps
Y'all niggas want no war
Y'all niggas want my goons
Came around by front door
But that hot shit, you pop shit
Runnin round you got shit
Had my niggas all in crib
You runnin like you got bricks
Most die cause they switch sides
And do dumb when 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 shoot like do
Every nigga that's 'round me get real and merk too

Let guns blam, Flocka
Let guns blam, Flocka
Let guns blam, Flocka
Let guns blam, Flocka
Friends to enemies, enemies turned to friends
Eat you like busy 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
Real nigga till my stop
That KO make your rock