Luyện nghe bài hát Bang Bang

We gon thug this shit out, we gon 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 sets up nigga, bang, bang bang
We keep long gats and big chains, I don't havin' sex, I like brains
And some spliff, fans wit five in the range
And it's, nuthin' for me, and on your three

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

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

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

We gon thug this shit out, we gon 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

Yo, yo, yo, I'ma take it back to I used to pop pistils
Sling crystal, on the block with pits out
Kept my work in bitch house, in the closet
I won't front 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 styles deserve Oscars, you so funny
Claim you kingpin' and ain't even wit' hoe money

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

Do the dog want beef? Right the steps is
I walk the hood, niggas pay homage of my essence
It ain't nuthin', I any charge, get out on bail
Fuck record, this shit was platinum when it touched the

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

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

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

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

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

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

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