Luyện nghe bài hát Guns Blam

I'm too drunk, I'm too high to that fuck shit
to the club, yeah, I'm on that fuck shit
Let them blam, let them things blam
Let them things blam, let them blam
I'm too fucked up, too up I'm on fuck shit
Let them things blam, let them blam
My chopper filled up, let things blam
My got extendos, let them things blam
I'm from Riverdale, of young niggas
Ain't no OG's, just some niggas
Gangbangin, sellin
Shootouts, and some
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 to shine
Let them guns blam, bitch, you I am
I go Kanye, Jay-Z ham it's the summer of

Let them blam, Flocka
Let them blam, Flocka
Let them guns blam,
Let guns blam, Flocka
Friends turned to enemies, enemies to friends
Eat you like some bees, kill 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 my heart stop
That KO your body rock

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

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

My friends in my enemies, my enemies turn friends
Ain't talking about no pills nigga, we round with extends
I'm ridin in this Benz
50 in this 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 niggas don't my goons
Came around by front door
But that hot shit, you pop shit
round like you got shit
Had my niggas all in crib
You runnin like you got bricks
Most niggas die cause switch sides
And do dumb shit when they get
Cross me, it get by
Try to play it cool, and you'll get
All the niggas on this side
Niggas like Dirk do
Every nigga that's me get real money and merk too

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