Luyện nghe bài hát Gunfinga

Our world domination

No fear, hands di air
Bust gunfinga, wave 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)

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

[ 1: Red 1 ]
Aiyo, the tool, against the great, no rule
Plow! Shots are and we notorious
thrust, Red'll defend the rugged and raw
(Cause we-a rudeboy) So hit em the hardcore stuff
Cause my not enough, sometimes a man fi get cuffed
Handled ruff, we're too dangerous
Ain't no messin with nobody less puff with us
Cause we to ourselves and the pounds we puff
So let it burn, the chalice, take turns
Red 1 not concerned, I got em a-fi
Bout respect due, yo a-fi earn
Big up to Rascal Crew, foundation firm
Fear none, think that we done, we come
Gunfinga cocked in-a di air, it bum
Bo! That's for my ghetto
Cause the world's unfair, never was
a bo! That's for Babylon pon patrol
Cause Van City cats got of hydro
And one more that we gotta let go
And that's the one that we lick off in-a di
I the empire, then we royal gumbo
Many guns for when your regime crumble
Then raise my gunfinga in the air, born
Wave it 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, that's why the 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 rock
Dem call me Mr. (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
Street presidents, slum
And all my niggas on they two feet street sense
And more than two cents in-a dem
I rock a verse for keeps, run my lyrics di mix
I bet he it, respect, big up your chest
Kardinal and Rascalz gwan you feel hi-i-igh
Killin you with no lye
While your toe taps I'm your back over my hi-hat
Kick is makin you numb, snare snap is strapped
To bust back for every red-eyed on the attack
So when I'm 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, surrender or retreat
Cause Kemo don't 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 rudeboys di dance, dedicated to you
And all the young guns up, they past they
(Big up di sexy gal crew, cause dem shots too)
and workings just to make a debut
Keep di clip di g-string, ready to move
So what you do is put your hand di air
And you bust your gunfinga, wave it ya don't care
I swear, one to my people out there
You we salute, off shots in the air