Let Dem Guns Blam (feat. Meek Mill) (Explicit)
Waka Flocka Flame"Let Dem Guns Blam (feat. Meek Mill) (Explicit)" é uma música de Waka Flocka Flame, 2012, Pop. A música tem 3:51 de duração, 127 lines / 691 words.
Letra
0:00Let Dem Guns Blam(feat. Meek Mill) (Explicit) - Waka Flocka Flame/Meek Mill
0:11F**k 'em f**k
0:14I'm too drunk
0:15I'm too high to hear that f**k sh*t
0:17Came to the club yeah
0:19I'm on that f**k sh*t
0:21Let 'em things blam
0:23Let 'em things blam
0:24Let 'em things blam
0:26Let 'em things blam
0:28I'm too f**ked up
0:29Too turnt up I'm on f**k sh*t
0:31Let 'em things blam
0:33Let 'em things blam
0:35My chopper filled up
0:37Let 'em things blam
0:38My hangers got extendos
0:40Let 'em things blam
0:42I'm from Riverdale
0:43Full of young niggas
0:45Ain't no OGs
0:46Just some young niggas
0:48Gangbangin Sellin w**d
0:52Shootouts and some e*****y
0:56Them boys gone them boys crazy
0:57Most have lost their mind
0:58Whole clique strapped up f**k one time
1:02Above the law hey my ni**a
1:05I'm on my grind
1:06Afraid of the dark
1:07So I forced to shine
1:09Let 'em guns blam
1:11B**ch you know I am
1:13I might go Kanye
1:14Jay-Z ham it's the summer of sound
1:16Let 'em guns blam Flocka
1:18Let 'em guns blam Flocka
1:20Let 'em guns blam Flocka
1:21Let 'em guns blam Flocka
1:23Friends turned to enemies
1:25Enemies turned to friends
1:26Eat you like some busy bees
1:28Kill you and your best friend
1:30Let 'em guns blam bow
1:31Let 'em guns blam bow
1:33Let 'em guns blam bow
1:35Let 'em guns blam bow
1:36To turnt up on my block
1:38Middle finger to the law f**k a cop
1:40Real ni**a till my heart stop
1:41That KO make your body rock
1:42Won't stop 'till I see a body drop
1:44F**k round get mollywopped
1:46Leave my shawty off the top
1:48I'm about a check
1:49My young niggas love to flex
1:51Strapped up with that tech
1:53Want beef no talking shawty that's a bet
1:57Live with no regret
1:58When your friends try throw up your set
2:00A ni**a want me dead
2:01Got a check on my head got
2:02But I got too much too much respect
2:04Pride dignity
2:05While you're hating on me I'm making history
2:07Waka goin' broke boy shitting me
2:08Throw money on a b**ch
2:10Ain't sh*t to me
2:11Let them guns blam
2:12Let them guns blam
2:14This a 44 bulldog it can not jam
2:17Let 'em guns blam Flocka
2:19Let 'em guns blam Flocka
2:21Let 'em guns blam Flocka
2:23Let 'em guns blam Flocka
2:25Friends turned to enemies
2:27Enemies turned to friends
2:28Eat you like some busy bees
2:30Kill you and your best friend
2:31Let 'em guns blam bow
2:33Let 'em guns blam bow
2:35Let 'em guns blam bow
2:37Let 'em guns blam bow
2:38To turnt up on my block
2:39Middle finger to the law f**k a cop
2:41Real ni**a till my heart stop
2:42That KO make your body rock
2:43My friends turn in my enemies
2:46My enemies turn friends
2:48Ain't no talking about no pills ni**a
2:49We sliding round with extends
2:51I'm riding round in this Benz
2:5350 rounds in this mac
2:55I put a price on your head and
2:57They gone lay you down for dem racks
2:58Ya'll niggas ain't toting no straps
3:00Ya'll niggas don't want no war
3:01Ya'll niggas don't want my goons
3:03Came around by your front door
3:05But that hot sh*t cause you pop sh*t
3:07Runnin round like you got sh*t
3:08Had my niggas all in your crib
3:10You runnin round like you got bricks
3:12Most niggas die cause they switch sides
3:14And do dumb sh*t when they get high
3:16Cross me it won't get by
3:17Try to play it cool and you'll get fried
3:19All the real niggas on this side
3:21Niggas shoot like Dirk do
3:22Every ni**a that's around me
3:24Get real money and dirt too
3:26Let 'em guns blam Flocka
3:28Let 'em guns blam Flocka
3:29Let 'em guns blam Flocka
3:31Let 'em guns blam Flocka
3:34Friends turned to enemies
3:35Enemies turned to friends
3:37Eat you like some busy bees
3:38Kill you and your best friend
3:40Let 'em guns blam bow
3:42Let 'em guns blam bow
3:43Let 'em guns blam bow
3:45Let 'em guns blam bow
3:47To turnt up on my block
3:48Middle finger to the law f**k a cop
3:50Real ni**a till my heart stop
3:51That KO make your body rock
Let Dem Guns Blam(feat. Meek Mill) (Explicit) - Waka Flocka Flame/Meek Mill F**k 'em f**k I'm too drunk I'm too high to hear that f**k sh*t Came to the club yeah I'm on that f**k sh*t Let 'em things blam Let 'em things blam Let 'em things blam Let 'em things blam I'm too f**ked up Too turnt up I'm on f**k sh*t 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 w**d Shootouts and some e*****y Them boys gone them boys crazy Most have lost their mind Whole clique strapped up f**k one time Above the law hey my ni**a I'm on my grind Afraid of the dark So I forced to shine Let 'em guns blam B**ch 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 f**k a cop Real ni**a till my heart stop That KO make your body rock Won't stop 'till I see a body drop F**k 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 ni**a 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 b**ch Ain't sh*t 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 f**k a cop Real ni**a 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 ni**a 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 sh*t cause you pop sh*t Runnin round like you got sh*t Had my niggas all in your crib You runnin round like you got bricks Most niggas die cause they switch sides And do dumb sh*t 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 ni**a 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 f**k a cop Real ni**a till my heart stop That KO make your body rock
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