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 shit
Let things blam, let them things blam
Let them things blam, let them blam
I'm too fucked up, too turnt up I'm on fuck
Let them things blam, let them blam
My chopper filled up, let them things
My hangers got extendos, let them blam
I'm from Riverdale, full of young
Ain't no OG's, some young niggas
Gangbangin, sellin
Shootouts, and some
Them boys gone, them boys crazy, must have lost mind
Whole clique strapped up fuck one
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, Jay-Z ham the summer of sound

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

Won't stop 'till I see a body
Fuck round get
Leave my off the top
I'm about a
See my young love to flex
Strapped up with that
Want beef, no talking, that's a bet
Live no regret, where 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 goin broke boy me
Throw money on a bitch, shit to me
Let them blam, let them guns blam
This a .44 it cannot jam

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

My friends turn in my enemies, my enemies friends
Ain't talking about no pills nigga, we sliding with extends
I'm ridin round in Benz
50 rounds in mac
I put a price on head and they gone lay you down for dem racks
Y'all niggas toting no straps
Y'all niggas want no war
Y'all niggas don't my goons
Came around by front door
But hot shit, cause you pop shit
Runnin round like you got
Had my niggas all in your
You runnin round like you got
Most niggas die cause 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 real on this side
Niggas like Dirk do
Every nigga 'round me get real money and merk too

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