Luyện nghe bài hát Trust My Gun

Wha what is right there?
Let me hit that shit

I don't no one but my gun
fucking up my lungs
Niggas talking from
Bitches set ya up
There go they like what
My guns be strong bodied bitch play
My niggas hard bodied say what
Now yo block get up

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

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