Luyện nghe bài hát Gunfinga

Our aim: world

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

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

[ 1: Red 1 ]
Aiyo, gunfinga the tool, against the great, no
Plow! Shots are and we notorious
thrust, Red'll defend the rugged and raw
(Cause we-a rudeboy) So hit em with the stuff
my glock's not enough, sometimes a man fi get cuffed
Handled ruff, minded too dangerous
Ain't no messin with nobody less they with us
Cause we keep to ourselves and the we puff
So let it burn, rockin the chalice, take
Red 1 not concerned, I got em a-fi
Bout due, yo respect a-fi earn
Big up to Rascal Crew, stands firm
Fear none, think that we done, we just-a
Gunfinga cocked 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
Van City cats got tons of hydro
And there's one more we gotta let go
And that's the one that we lick off di po-po
I test the empire, then we gumbo
Many guns for hire when your crumble
Then raise my gunfinga in the air, again
it like a flag, world domination pon dem

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

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

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

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