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Waka Flocka Flame lyrics : "Let Dem Guns Blam (Feat. Meek Mill)"

$#[email protected] 'em , $#[email protected]!
I'm too dry, I'm too hot for that? %#@!
Came to the club, yeah, I'm on that ? %#@!!

Let 'em things blam, let 'em things blam
Let 'em things blam, let 'em things blam
?Let 'em things blam, let 'em things blam

My chopper filled up, let 'em things blam
?got extendos, let 'em things blam
Often with the.. full of young [email protected][email protected]

Ain't no OGs, just some young [email protected][email protected]!
Damn, bang it! Sell 'em weed
Shooters, it's some ecstasy!

Dumble more, dumble crazy, most have lost their mind
Whole clique strapped up one time.
..hey my [email protected][email protected], I'm on my grind

Afraid of the dark, so I ? the shine.
Let em guns blam, (*##$, you know I am
I might go kinda jezy? it's the summer of?


Chorus:
Let em guns blam, Flocka

Let em guns blam, Flocka
Let em guns blam, Flocka
Friends turned to enemies, enemies turned to friends

Each are like some busy bees, kill you and your best friends.
Let em guns blam, bow
Let em guns blam, bow

Let em guns blam, bow
Let em guns blam, bow
To tired up in my block

Middle finger to the .. $#[email protected] cop
Real [email protected][email protected] till my hart stop
They can't make your body rock.


Won't stop 'till I see it by the..
$#[email protected] right here by the..

Leave my .. all the talk
I'm about to..
My young [email protected][email protected], a lot of?

one beep, no talking, shout it, that's a?
Live with no regret, ?
A [email protected][email protected] want me dead, got too much ? on my head, got too much respect.

Flocka, dignity! while you're hating on me I'm making history
Walka on? while %#@!ting me
Throw money on the (*##$, ain't %#@! to me!


Chorus:
Let em guns blam, Flocka

Let em guns blam, Flocka
Let em guns blam, Flocka
Friends turned to enemies, enemies turned to friends

Each are like some busy bees, kill you and your best friends.
Let em guns blam, bow
Let em guns blam, bow

Let em guns blam, bow
Let em guns blam, bow
To tired up in my block

Middle finger to the .. $#[email protected] cop
Real [email protected][email protected] till my hart stop
They can't make your body rock.



My friends turn in my enemies, my enemies turn friends

Ain't no talking about no pills [email protected][email protected], we slaughter around with these?
..fitting rhymes in this mac
I put a price on your head and they won't?

You [email protected][email protected] ain't told no straps
Yo [email protected][email protected] don't want no [email protected]^%
Yo [email protected][email protected] don't want my?

Came around by your front door.
But that ..%#@!, cause you pop %#@!
..like you got %#@!

Had my [email protected][email protected] in your crib
You run around like you got?
Hold [email protected][email protected] down cause they switch side

You dumb %#@! when they get high
Cross me, it won't get by
Try to play it cool, and you get fried.
No real [email protected][email protected] on this side
[email protected]^%s shoot like? do

Every [email protected][email protected] that's around me get real money and?

Chorus:
Let em guns blam, Flocka
Let em guns blam, Flocka

Let em guns blam, Flocka
Friends turned to enemies, enemies turned to friends
Each are like some busy bees, kill you and your best friends.
Let em guns blam, bow
Let em guns blam, bow

Let em guns blam, bow
Let em guns blam, bow
To tired up in my block
Middle finger to the .. $#[email protected] cop
Real [email protected][email protected] till my hart stop

They can't make your body rock!

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