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 blam, let them things blam
Let them things blam, let them things
I'm too fucked up, too turnt up I'm on fuck
Let them blam, let them things blam
My chopper up, let them things blam
My hangers got extendos, let things blam
I'm from Riverdale, full of young
Ain't no OG's, just some young
Gangbangin, weed
Shootouts, and ecstasy
Them boys gone, boys crazy, must 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, turned to friends
Eat you some busy bees, kill you and your best friend
Let guns 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
Real nigga till my stop
That KO make your rock

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

Let guns blam, Flocka
Let them blam, Flocka
Let them blam, Flocka
Let guns blam, Flocka
Friends turned to enemies, turned to friends
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
Middle finger to the law a cop
nigga till my heart stop
That KO make your body

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

Let them blam, Flocka
Let them guns blam,
Let them blam, Flocka
Let them guns blam,
Friends turned to enemies, enemies turned to
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 finger to the law a cop
nigga till my heart stop
That KO make your rock