Luyện nghe bài hát Bang Bang

We gon thug this out, we gon thug this shit out
And say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang
Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang

We gon thug this out, we gon thug this shit out
And say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang
Bang bang, bang bang, bang, bang bang

And throw your up nigga, gang bang, bang bang
We keep long and big chains, I don't like havin' sex, I like brains
And smoke some spliff, fans wit five in the
And it's, nuthin' for me, and shit on your

I'm from Iraq, twenty minutes Q.B.
I aim you, so you just let us be
Or find yourself shot up, in the
You be and Dole in ya face, some hot teeth

Yo it's but you can call me P.O.P.
And getta of the dope but dope is so deep
white girl I'll fuck, is Pamela Lee
And I'm gangsta, so some call me G

Flynt, hustlin' was born in me
So yo bitch, come and do a [unverified] wit' me
Or come to North Carolina and wit' me

We gon thug this shit out, we gon thug this out
And say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang
Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang

We gon thug this shit out, we gon thug this out
And say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang
Bang bang, bang bang, bang, bang bang

Yo, yo, yo, take it back to when I used to pop pistils
Sling crystal, gamble on the block pits out
my work in bitch house, right in the closet
I won't I'll bring the drama nigga, right to the projects

When it's cold, I remain the
I bring the thug niggas, is you hi? I leave blood, all in your pro tis
Niggas life styles deserve Oscars, you so
Claim you kingpin' and ain't fuckin' wit' hoe money

I'm gangsta, been in jail once, my records
I keep the stash grip wit' arma, before I select my
young mind state, crime infested, I'ma get straight to the message
I spit records, and rep my

Do the dog want beef? where the steps is
I walk the hood, niggas pay homage cause of my
It nuthin', I catch any charge, get out on bail
Fuck record, this was platinum when it touched the reel

We gon thug shit out, we gon thug this shit out
And say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang
Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang

We gon thug this shit out, we gon thug shit out
And say bang bang, bang, bang bang, bang bang
Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang

Hot damn hoe, here we go
Pop shit like a cock, Lyte weight as your Rocks,
You slick, fuck is all that sneak shit?
You and Diddy y'all kill me with that subliminal shit,

Why is you frontin' and that street shit?
Please, impress me, go back to that shit
While your broke-ass was guzzlin' and shit
I was the weights, Linc and Oldz's and shit

A decoy bitch, like the Feds
Is you supposed to have a little Bed-Stuy in ya?
Brooklyn don't raise hoes, just and greys hoes
bitch? You're soft and your pussy name hoes

So ya niggas too, them niggas can get it too
faggots act more bitch then you
Let the rest in peace, and hop off his dick, bitch do you
And y'all hoes is like fuck fox, well screw too

Let's be truthful, give a fuck if your album back
Or when it hit the streets, bitch, still weak
It still sound lame, my still reign
I still pop them thing things and bang, bitch, rep for ya hood

We gon thug this out, we gon thug this shit out
And say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang
bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang

We gon this shit out, we gon thug this shit out
And say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang
Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang