Luyện nghe bài hát Noyd - Bang Bang

[Voice
bang x 2
Talking]
Alchemist is it kid

Verse 1]
Yo, they fuck with that boy Noyd I'm ill I'm too real
They don't what beef is, these niggaz better chill
See I'm cool - unless I have to merk
that's when I [Voice Talking] shoot em'up And murder the man
I shed eye lids from violence nigga you see you wilden
Your team against my there ain't no challenge
know we mobben
Rolling in thousands man we will [Voice Talking] em'up
And they ass silent
The you the herb niggaz clowning
Polishing they knuckle bashing your mouth in
you was thugging but now nigga you front-IN
Screaming you a don all along this nigga not a
on now
See his ass in the
Out come the guns know the man we gotta eat
QB nigga and we don't give a who want beef
We don't care your cars, Nigga see we got heat
We don't care about your broads, see we love the street
get your ass lumped nigga it be our treat
Ga Head we don't front in dem streets when it to that beef
You know we [Voice shoot em'up and leave em dead on the concrete
Need more heat for more beef, more we more deep
More guns on streets, the beef on it's no sleep
There's more heat for police, Check the guns we
We [Voice Talking] shoot em'up we leave them buried in a three piece
Come on duke you my gun shoot
Niggaz my name
Niggaz know my gun bang
know what time it is
Niggaz know my kid
know I rep the bridge

on
Niggaz screaming they hood but out side of hood they nothing
never [Voice Talking] bang bang
Nah, niggaz they hood
I run up in they hood and [Voice shoot em'up
And is how we do it man
screaming they hood but out side of they hood they nothing
Niggaz [Voice Talking] bang bang
Niggaz screaming they hood, I run up in hood and *Gun loaded and fired*
Bang

[Noyd 2]
Ayo niggaz want it
If they want it they get it
See I talk because I it and walk with a mean limp
Know I mean keep a thing on my hip
mean kick
And I don't be it
Look I'm the next gat slinging rap singing
Nigga outta Queensbridge, and I be playing with dem meters
I'm more drama bringing, have you in dirt
Your mama in church her choir singing
Step out your zone you get blown leave it
Nigga I'm terror like a full of Puerto Ricans
Insomniac drama nigga there's no sleeping
I got nickel plated revolvers for reason
See I been puffing and I'm high
Know I'm on point boy punch I'll you in your eye
Cause every time tell me put my gun away
I them yeah right
Boy I'll [Voice Talking] shoot em'up cause I ain't fight
And I ain't dying tonight I'm to scoop me some boots
And wear out until they worn out
That's
And anything is just uncivilized, I [Voice Talking] shoot em'up
Trying to cop out with the pies