Luyện nghe bài hát Let Them Guns Blam

I'm too drunk, I'm too high to hear that shit
to the club, yeah, I'm on that fuck shit
Let things blam, let them things blam
Let them things blam, let them blam
I'm too up, too turnt up I'm on fuck shit
Let things blam, let them things blam
My filled up, let them things blam
My got extendos, let them things 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, must have lost mind
Whole clique up fuck one time
the law hey my nigga, I'm on my grind
Afraid of the dark, so I'm forced to
Let them guns blam, bitch, you I am
I go Kanye, Jay-Z ham it's the summer of

Let guns blam, Flocka
Let them blam, Flocka
Let guns blam, Flocka
Let guns blam, Flocka
Friends turned to enemies, enemies turned to
Eat you some 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 up on my block
Middle finger to the law a cop
Real till my heart stop
That KO make your rock

Won't stop 'till I see a body
round get mollywopped
my shawty off the top
I'm a check
See my niggas love to flex
Strapped up with tech
Want beef, no talking, that's a bet
Live with no regret, where you 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 history
Waka goin broke boy me
Throw money on a bitch, ain't to me
Let them blam, let them guns blam
This a .44 it cannot jam

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

My friends turn in my enemies, my enemies turn
Ain't talking 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 down for dem
Y'all niggas ain't no straps
Y'all don't want no war
Y'all niggas want my goons
Came around by your door
But that hot shit, cause you pop
Runnin round like you got
Had my niggas all in crib
You runnin round like you got
niggas die cause they 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 niggas on this side
Niggas shoot Dirk do
nigga that's 'round me get real money and merk too

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