Luyện nghe bài hát Trust My Gun

Wha what is right there?
Let me hit shit mane

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

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

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