Luyện nghe bài hát Gunfinga

Our aim: domination

No fear, hands di air
your gunfinga, wave it like ya don't care
Bust hot lickshots in-a di
There's a to rock, that's 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
Thus thrust, Red'll defend the and raw
(Cause we-a rudeboy) So hit em the hardcore 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 and the pounds we puff
So let it burn, rockin the chalice, turns
Red 1 not concerned, I got em learn
Bout due, yo respect a-fi earn
Big up to Rascal Crew, foundation stands
Fear none, that we done, we just-a come
Gunfinga in-a di air, make it bum
Bo! That's for my people
the world's unfair, never was equal
Lick a bo! for Babylon pon patrol
Cause Van City got tons of hydro
And there's one more that we let go
And that's the one that we lick off in-a di
I test the empire, we royal gumbo
guns for hire when your regime crumble
Then raise my gunfinga in the air, again
Wave it a flag, world domination pon dem

No fear, in-a di air
Bust your gunfinga, wave it like ya care
Bust hot lickshots di atmosphere
There's a party to rock, that's why the Rascalz are (2x)

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

Lick shots, yo caps
Put it up, your 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, either surrender or
Cause Kemo don't give a fuck, he put some in the beat
Gave me the trigger to watch me blow them off they
(Plow! your gunfinga, cause respect compete)
The all Van Crew, soldier men, too
You in-a di dance, dedicated to you
And all the young guns up, they past they
(Big up di gal crew, cause 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 your in-a di air
And you bust your gunfinga, it like ya don't care
I swear, one love to my people out
You we salute, lickin off in the air