Luyện nghe bài hát Let Them Guns Blam

I'm too drunk, I'm too high to hear that shit
Came to the club, yeah, I'm on that shit
Let them blam, let them things blam
Let things blam, let them things blam
I'm too up, too turnt up I'm on fuck shit
Let them things blam, let them blam
My filled up, let them things blam
My hangers got extendos, let them things
I'm Riverdale, full of young niggas
Ain't no OG's, some young niggas
Gangbangin, weed
Shootouts, and ecstasy
boys gone, them boys crazy, must have lost their mind
Whole clique strapped up one time
the law hey my nigga, I'm on my grind
Afraid of the dark, so I'm forced to
Let them blam, bitch, you know I am
I go Kanye, Jay-Z ham the summer of sound

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

stop 'till I see a body drop
Fuck round get
my shawty off the top
I'm about a
See my niggas love to flex
up with that tech
Want beef, no talking, shawty a bet
Live with no regret, you from shawty throw up your set
A nigga want me dead, got a check on my got but I got too much too much respect
Pride, dignity, while you're on me I'm making history
Waka goin boy shitting me
Throw money on a bitch, ain't to me
Let them guns blam, let them blam
a .44 bulldog it cannot jam

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

My friends turn in my enemies, my enemies friends
Ain't talking no pills nigga, we sliding round with extends
I'm ridin round in this
50 rounds in mac
I put a price on head and they gone lay you down for dem racks
Y'all niggas ain't toting no
Y'all don't want no war
Y'all niggas want my goons
Came around by your front
But hot shit, cause you pop shit
Runnin round 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 when they get
me, it won't get by
Try to play it cool, and get fried
All the niggas on this side
Niggas shoot Dirk do
Every nigga that's 'round me get real and merk too

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