Luyện nghe bài hát Noyd - Bang Bang

[Voice
bang x 2
[Noyd
Alchemist is it kid

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

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

Verse 2]
Ayo niggaz want it
If they it then they get it
See I because I live it and walk with a mean limp
what I mean keep a thing on my hip
Gotta kick
And I be without it
Look I'm the next gat slinging rap singing
Nigga outta Queensbridge, and I don't be playing dem meters
I'm more into drama bringing, you in dirt
mama in church with her choir singing
Step out your zone you get blown open it
Nigga I'm like a squad full of Puerto Ricans
Insomniac with drama nigga no sleeping
I got nickel plated revolvers for reason
See I puffing blunts and I'm high
Know that I'm on point boy punch I'll you in eye
every time they tell me put my gun away
I tell them right
Boy I'll [Voice Talking] shoot em'up cause I ain't fight
And I ain't tonight I'm trying to scoop me some boots
And them out until they worn out
right
And anything else is just uncivilized, I [Voice shoot em'up
Trying to cop out the cutie pies