Luyện nghe bài hát Trust My Gun

Wha that is right there?
Let me hit that shit

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

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Now yo red taped up
Pistol shots take shit
Smoking on with a little cigarette
Got racks in my and a tec on the bed
A on the front door a nigga on the back door
Come in here blank out forgot what i
I wonder what tec woulda
I wonder what mac said
[?] said with my Sig
Disrespect then a cap to ya head
Come on block set up shop get the popping at head, arm, shoulder bitch and them legs
wrist on my wrist broke leg on my leg
Glo on ya [?]
Niggas wanna with they life put him in the jail but he [?]
on this reefer
Sipping on this tequila
on yo block me and ether
Shooting yo family up
The Glo got clips [?]
around 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 took 2-3 speaking want nothing to speak for
Momma always told me never be a leader
Riding in a foreign ass car with no license hop in the belt

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