Luyện nghe bài hát Gunfinga

Our world domination

No fear, in-a di air
your gunfinga, wave it like ya don't care
Bust hot in-a di atmosphere
There's a party to rock, why the Rascalz are here (2x)

shots and bust yo caps
Put it up, where gunfinga's at? (2x)

[ 1: Red 1 ]
Aiyo, gunfinga the tool, the great, no rule
Plow! Shots are bust and we
Thus thrust, defend the rugged and raw
(Cause we-a rudeboy) So hit em with the stuff
Cause my glock's not enough, sometimes a man fi get
Handled ruff, minded too dangerous
Ain't no messin with nobody less they with us
Cause we keep to and the pounds we puff
So let it burn, rockin the chalice, turns
Red 1 not concerned, I got em learn
respect due, yo respect a-fi earn
Big up to Rascal Crew, stands firm
Fear none, think that we done, we just-a
cocked in-a di air, make it bum
Bo! for my ghetto people
Cause the world's unfair, never was
Lick a bo! That's for Babylon pon
Cause Van City cats got tons of
And there's one more that we let go
And the one that we lick off in-a di po-po
I test the empire, then we gumbo
Many guns for when your regime crumble
Then my gunfinga in the air, born again
Wave it a flag, world domination pon dem

No fear, in-a di air
Bust your gunfinga, it like ya don't care
hot lickshots in-a di atmosphere
There's a party to rock, that's why the are here (2x)

[ VERSE 2: Kardinal ]
Let me see your gunfinga, but your gun down, please
Yo, don't bust no shots, so me and my could rock
Dem me Mr. Kardinal (Dem call me Mr. Red 1)
Come follow me, holler me out if you know I'm talkin about
My niggas walkin about, big up the gutter guns
presidents, slum residents
And all my niggas on they two feet with sense
And than two cents in-a dem pocket
I rock a verse for keeps, run my in-a di mix
I bet he love it, respect, big up chest
Kardinal and Rascalz make you feel hi-i-igh
you softly with no lye
While your toe taps I'm breakin your over my hi-hat
Kick drum is you numb, snare snap is strapped
To bust back for every red-eyed on the attack
So I'm comin through, you cannot stop me on the go
For every nigga that clack-clacks, the Figure IV be gold
Like

Lick shots, yo caps
Put it up, where your at? (2x)

[ 3: Red One ]
Aiyo, the big gun spark, light up the (Yes, mire)
360 degrees, the on fire
Feel the heat, yo, either surrender or
Cause don't give a fuck, he put some fire in the beat
Gave me the trigger to watch me them off they feet
(Plow! Bust your gunfinga, cause compete)
The all Van Crew, soldier men, too
You in-a di dance, dedicated to you
And all the young up, they past they curfew
(Big up di sexy gal crew, cause dem shots too)
Sketels and workings to make a debut
Keep di in-a di g-string, ready to move
So what you do is put your in-a di air
And you your gunfinga, wave it like ya don't care
I swear, one love to my people out
You we salute, off shots in the air