เพลง Let Dem Guns Blam (feat. Meek Mill) (Explicit)

Let Dem Guns Blam (Feat. Meek Mill) - Waka Flocka Flame

Fuck 'em, fuck!

I'm too drunk,

I'm too high to hear that fuck shit

Came to the club, yeah,

I'm on that fuck shit!

Let 'em things blam,

let 'em things blam

Let 'em things blam,

let 'em things blam

I'm too fucked up,

too turnt up I'm on fuck shit

Let 'em things blam,

let 'em things blam

My chopper filled up,

let 'em things blam

My hangers got extendos,

let 'em things blam

I'm from Riverdale,

full of young niggas

Ain't no OGs,

just some young niggas!

Gangbangin, Sellin weed

Shootouts, and some ecstasy!

Them boys gone, them boys crazy,

most have lost their mind

Whole clique strapped up fuck one time.

Above the law hey my nigga,

I'm on my grind

Afraid of the dark,

so I forced to shine.

Let 'em guns blam,

bitch, you know I am

I might go Kanye,

Jay-Z ham it's the summer of sound

Let 'em guns blam, Flocka

Let 'em guns blam, Flocka

Let 'em guns blam, Flocka

Let 'em guns blam, Flocka

Friends turned to enemies,

enemies turned to friends

Eat you like some busy bees,

kill you and your best friend.

Let 'em guns blam, bow

Let 'em guns blam, bow

Let 'em guns blam, bow

Let 'em guns blam, bow

To turnt up on my block

Middle finger to the law fuck a cop

Real nigga till my heart stop

That KO make your body rock.

Won't stop 'till I see a body drop

Fuck round get mollywopped

Leave my shawty off the top

I'm about a check

My young niggas love to flex

Strapped up with that tech

Want beef, no talking, shawty that's a bet

Live with no regret,

When your friends try throw up your set

A nigga want me dead,

got a check on my head got

but I got too much too much respect.

Pride, dignity!

while you're hating on me I'm making history

Waka goin' broke boy shitting me

Throw money on a bitch,

ain't shit to me!

Let them guns blam,

let them guns blam

This a 44 bulldog it can not jam

Let 'em guns blam, Flocka

Let 'em guns blam, Flocka

Let 'em guns blam, Flocka

Let 'em guns blam, Flocka

Friends turned to enemies,

enemies turned to friends

Eat you like some busy bees,

kill you and your best friend.

Let 'em guns blam, bow

Let 'em guns blam, bow

Let 'em guns blam, bow

Let 'em guns blam, bow

To turnt up on my block

Middle finger to the law fuck a cop

Real nigga till my heart stop

That KO make your body rock.

My friends turn in my enemies,

my enemies turn friends

Ain't no talking about no pills nigga,

we sliding round with extends

I'm riding round in this Benz

50 rounds in this mac

I put a price on your head and

they gone lay you down for dem racks

Ya'll niggas ain't toting no straps

Ya'll niggas don't want no war

Ya'll niggas don't want my goons

Came around by your front door.

But that hot shit, cause you pop shit

Runnin round like you got shit

Had my niggas all in your crib

You runnin round like you got bricks

Most niggas die cause they switch sides

And do dumb shit when they get high

Cross me, it won't get by

Try to play it cool, and you'll get fried.

All the real niggas on this side

Niggas shoot like Dirk do

Every nigga that's around me

get real money and dirt too

Let 'em guns blam, Flocka

Let 'em guns blam, Flocka

Let 'em guns blam, Flocka

Let 'em guns blam, Flocka

Friends turned to enemies,

enemies turned to friends

Eat you like some busy bees,

kill you and your best friend.

Let 'em guns blam, bow

Let 'em guns blam, bow

Let 'em guns blam, bow

Let 'em guns blam, bow

To turnt up on my block

Middle finger to the law fuck a cop

Real nigga till my heart stop

That KO make your body rock.