Luyện nghe bài hát Guns Blam

I'm too drunk, I'm too high to hear fuck shit
to the club, yeah, I'm on that fuck shit
Let them things blam, let things blam
Let them things blam, let them blam
I'm too fucked up, too turnt up I'm on shit
Let them blam, let them things blam
My chopper filled up, let things blam
My got extendos, let them things blam
I'm from Riverdale, of young niggas
no OG's, just some young niggas
Gangbangin, sellin
Shootouts, and ecstasy
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 to shine
Let them guns blam, bitch, you I am
I go Kanye, Jay-Z ham it's the of sound

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

Won't stop 'till I see a body
Fuck round get
my shawty off the top
I'm a check
See my young love to flex
Strapped up with tech
Want beef, no talking, that's a bet
Live with no regret, where you shawty throw up your set
A nigga want me dead, got a check on my head got but I got too too much respect
Pride, dignity, you're hating on me I'm making history
goin broke boy shitting me
Throw money on a bitch, shit to me
Let them guns blam, let them blam
This a .44 it cannot jam

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

My friends turn in my enemies, my enemies turn
Ain't talking about no pills nigga, we sliding with extends
I'm ridin round in this
50 rounds in mac
I put a price on your head and they lay you down for dem racks
Y'all niggas ain't toting no
Y'all niggas want no war
Y'all don't want my goons
Came around by your front
But that hot shit, you pop shit
Runnin like you got shit
Had my niggas all in crib
You runnin like you got bricks
Most niggas die cause they switch
And do dumb shit they get high
me, it won't get by
Try to play it cool, and you'll get
All the real niggas on this
Niggas shoot Dirk do
Every nigga that's me get real money and merk too

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