Luyện nghe bài hát Trust My Gun

Wha that is right there?
Let me hit that mane

I trust no one but my gun
fucking up my lungs
Niggas talking from
Bitches set ya up
There go almighty like what
My guns be strong bodied play tuff
My niggas hard bitch say what
Now yo block get up

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Now yo red taped up
Pistol shots take that
Smoking on dope with a little
Got in my pocket and a tec on the bed
A nigga on the front a nigga on the back door
Come in blank out forgot what i said
I wonder tec woulda said
I what mac woulda said
[?] said felt my Sig
then thats a cap to ya head
Come on your block set up shop get the at head, arm, shoulder bitch and them legs
Broke wrist on my wrist leg on my leg
Glo on ya [?]
Niggas wanna with they life put him in the jail but he [?]
Smoking on reefer
Sipping on this lean
Come on yo block me and
yo family tree up
The Glo got like [?]
Walk around the whole wide world td up
Jay said he gone buy me a
I'm be keyed up
Kilos in my ears tryna me needa speak up
And it took 2-3 want even nothing to speak for
Momma always me never follow be a leader
in a foreign ass car with no license hop in the seat belt

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My Sosa [?]
make these pants get the ringing
Fuck with my green and
I ain't friendly bitch I'm
Me and fight like Ike and Tina
Cus Sometimes I be [?]
And sometimes i be fucking with bitches
Walk in the bank give me all of my riches
Member when I was broke but I'm full of richness
I still got niggas on my hit
I still got on my to do list
And I got niggas on my boot list
Her majesty came through after we came banging
Little bitty boy ain't no business gang banging
Bought a little bitty toy and a big truck just to hang in
Bought a credit, guns and bought a of clothes just to hang with