Luyện nghe bài hát Trust My Gun

Wha what is right there?
Let me hit shit mane

I trust no one but my gun
fucking up my lungs
Niggas from behind
Bitches set ya up
There go almighty they what
My guns be strong bodied bitch tuff
My niggas hard bodied say what
Now yo block get up

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Now yo red taped up
Pistol take that shit
Smoking on with a little cigarette
Got in my pocket and a tec on the bed
A nigga on the front door a nigga on the back
Come in here out forgot what i said
I what tec woulda said
I what mac woulda said
[?] said felt my Sig
Disrespect then a cap to ya head
Come on your block set up shop get the popping at head, arm, shoulder bitch and them
wrist on my wrist broke leg on my leg
Glo on ya [?]
Niggas wanna gamble with they put him in the jail but he [?]
Smoking on this
on this lean tequila
Come on yo block me and
yo family tree up
The Glo got like [?]
Walk around the wide world just td up
Jay said he gone buy me a
I'm gone be up
Kilos in my ears tryna take me speak up
And it took 2-3 want even nothing to speak for
Momma told me never follow be a leader
Riding in a foreign ass car with no license hop in the seat

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My Sosa [?]
Don't make these get the ringing
Fuck with my green and
I ain't friendly bitch I'm
Me and green like Ike and Tina
Cus Sometimes I be [?]
And i be fucking with other bitches
Walk in the bank give me all of my riches
Member when I was broke but know I'm full of
I still got niggas on my hit
I still got on my to do list
And I still got niggas on my list
Her majesty came through after we through banging
Little bitty boy ain't have no business banging
Bought a bitty toy and a big Tonka truck just to hang in
Bought a credit, guns and bought a bunch of clothes just to hang