Luyện nghe bài hát Slang Bang

[Vin & Treach]
Hup,
Guess back?
Hup, hup, Naughty By in the house
Guess back?
off the 19Naughty4/ Naughty5 flavour
Guess who's
up, this is how we do things
Guess who's

x2]
'cause it's a slang thang
Slang bang, a slang bang thang, a slang bang thang

Rock & Treach]
Get up, get up but push me
'cause I ain't mooshy mooshy, you can't me
You bastard with your smile, your face looks ashy

Sending with a free trip to blast out outer
See this, I'm that nigga that'll leave you ass out like G-strings

Meaning I'm fienin, your heart when it stay at work
So fuck fear you fear-fuck, one jerk I'll make your hurt

The punani, they're making pairs perk, who'll flirt
I get kitty's from city, just near where your mans work

I be on that ass like ol' mole, turning your whole slow-mo
'cause you're too good to

I'm on and off so you know my ain't partial
Pardon me, packing arsenals, taking knees and

Our is savagery, you try to be the badder G
You ain't even the man, you just the filling, the cavity?
Father be it, gravity, have the gravity grabbing
Actually after we nigga naturally have to

x4]

One check to the chin and you'll be bust quicker than
Aw shit, pop her chain and lock her rock, a city
Slick a rhyme, kick or vick her, knock her without a
I take the cake, took the but left the lock up
Love me or leave me, me or like me
Might be getting feisty, fuck I'm sheisty
yeah, I fit there, sqwin your shit wear
You're a trick until you niggered me a bitch without
Some thank me for putting the hanky in
Slapping stanky like lightning, Yankees like Benjamin Franky
Fuck buying kitty and city lights
Just give my loot, get your licks and get all the high right
But then I'm into you bitches is saying
So I wasn't feeling on her ass, I was just massaging her brain
The objects that I learned from the
Try Treach I bet, and get your choked like my necks

x3]

[Treach & Vin
My mind thinks right ? snipes, don't pluck, I'll fuck your finger
At any prejudice Presley, now I got more than Wesley

Test me, touch me and lay to the rest of the best
The rusty monks or ? who tried to me
But see this is I boom and zoom
drive a line like a cartoonist on some soon shit

Adidas couldn't read us so freed us
Then we tried Reebok from a cheater, then got weeded
Oh Anna, rip of some grandma's, no my Grandma from Ana
To Atlanta where cops ain't a-feared and niggas 'dannas
Now tell ya lady that I'm crazy I'm something
There's a and I'm out and guess who's coming

x4]

[Vin Rock &

Hup, hup, yeah
It's all about a bang
Doing this shit on wax
and paid for it
Word up, we don't where you're from
Everybody can get down the slang bang
We "rhyme-bys" on record