Luyện nghe bài hát Slang Bang

[Vin Rock &
Hup,
Guess who's
Hup, hup, Naughty By in the house
Guess back?
setting off the Naughty5 flavour
Guess back?
up, this is how we do things
Guess back?

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

[Vin Rock &
Get up, get up but don't me
'cause I ain't mooshy mooshy, you mash me
You chocolate bastard your smile, your face looks ashy

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

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

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

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

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

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

x4]

One check to the chin and you'll be bust quicker than
Aw shit, pop her chain and her rock, a city slicker
Slick a rhyme, kick or vick her, her without a popper
I take the cake, took the chain but left the up
Love me or leave me, me or like me
Might be feisty, fuck yeah I'm sheisty
yeah, I fit there, sqwin your shit wear
You're a trick you niggered me a bitch without liquid
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 really feeling on her ass, I was just 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 ? pick snipes, don't pluck, I'll fuck your
At any Presley, now I got more snipes than Wesley

me, touch me and lay next to the rest of the best
The rusty monks or ? who tried to me
But see this is where I boom and
Just drive a line like a cartoonist on 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 from Santa Ana
To Atlanta cops ain't a-feared and niggas wear 'dannas
Now tell ya that I'm crazy when I'm something
a party and I'm out and guess who's coming

x4]

[Vin & Treach]

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