Luyện nghe bài hát Bang

"Who's there?"
"Forgive me for I have sinned."
"Yes my son You a confession to make?"
"They me to do it again."
"Those who repent shall salvation."
"I go back..."

...I on everything, boy

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Up the boogie
And you're a rookie
So I take cookies boy
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I'm getting money, I the seven-sixty
Got green Bill Bixby baby
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No, you shouldna me
I'm gonna toss 'em back at ya, like hot frisbees fucka
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It's all I know, all I do
Countin in stacks, grind all night through

I'm pushin' packages
I got a
I ran down your and popped a crack addict
Speakin' in tounges I was young. I tote a uzi
Professional hitman, pop you and your
he? Esham, I do no interviews
Blood's on my tennishoes, win or
I'm finda smoke a of kush
George Bush
Still on the block where hot murders be overlooked
and nightmares
Everythings right
In the city that care
Somehow we profit off welfare - Hell
be popping
Coppers is
No time for no bitches, my riches
'Less it's coke

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No, you know me
I roll with my
Jesus, not unholy, ya heard me?
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I send threw you , I scream "Hallelujah"
I do ya, you don't know me baby
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is for my Crips and my Bloods
And all my gangstas and thugs that slug love
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up in the club, holding a lot of drugs
Whats good, what?

Power and paper stacked up skyscrapers
I'm getting my money
I'm keeping my game
Oh no
I'm up on a bubble
in trouble
Breakin like Barney Rubble
my pockets double (whoady)
Slug from a fourty-five, I and die
the gangstas before me
'Till fourty-four me
Or me
never saw no one raw as me
The in this war is me

Young
any rapper out there, nuclear warfare
Spit napalm,
Wicket Taliban
denally from Detroit to Cali, mon



It's so

The way I shit

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I'm pistols
So duck if the bullets
You're hopin that they hit you, homie
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I'm down to all, fuck'em all
Till they bodys in the ground the maggots crawl
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is not a game
Say "hello" to my friend.. Bang Bang Bang
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Blow out your
no friends in this game
Fuck a and the fame

to all this evil,
Some might say it's money whether they believe you.
Judgement day is still a'comin people, leave me.
It will be me forever only time i need you's
When your head is severed stackin'up my green books.
At night I'm playin' with black magic. Tell me, have you seen
Busting off they automatics deep into the
Some might say i'm heartless
Even if tha cops is around, I your ass regardless.