Luyện nghe bài hát Bang

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

...I on everything, boy

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
Up jump the
And you're a rookie
So I your cookies boy
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I'm getting money, I the seven-sixty
Got like Bill Bixby baby
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No, you missed me
I'm gonna toss 'em back at ya, like hot frisbees fucka
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
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 block and popped a addict
Speakin' in since 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 smoke a ounce of kush
Fuck George
Still on the block where hot murders be overlooked
and nightmares
Everythings right
In the city that don't
Somehow we off welfare - Hell yeah
Pistols be
Coppers is
No time for no bitches, keep my
it's coke shoppin'

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
No, you don't me
I with my homie
It's Jesus, not unholy, ya me?
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I send hollows threw you , I "Hallelujah"
I do ya, cause you don't know me
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This is for my and my Bloods
And all my gangstas and thugs that show slug
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
up in the club, holding a lot of drugs
Whats really good,

Power and paper stacked up like
I'm getting my right
I'm keeping my game
Oh no
I'm up on a bubble
in trouble
Breakin boulders like Rubble
Makin' my double (whoady)
Slug a fourty-five, I live and die
the gangstas before me
'Till fourty-four me
Or me
They saw no one raw as me
The general in war is me

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



It's so

The way I shit

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
I'm poppin'
So if the bullets whistle
You're that they don't hit you, homie
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
I'm down to buck'em all, all
Till bodys in the ground where the maggots crawl
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
is not a game
Say "hello" to my little friend.. Bang Bang
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
Blow out brains
Ain't no friends in game
Fuck a and the fame

to all this evil,
Some people might say money whether they believe you.
Judgement day is a'comin people, never leave me.
It will be with me only time i need you's
When your fuckin head is stackin'up my green books.
At night I'm playin' with magic. Tell me, have you seen crooks
Busting off they deep into the darkness?
Some might say i'm heartless
Even if tha cops is around, I bang ass regardless.