Luyện nghe bài hát Slang Bang

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

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

[Vin & Treach]
Get up, get up but don't me
'cause I ain't mooshy mooshy, you can't me
You chocolate bastard with your smile, your face looks

detrip with a free trip to blast out outer
See this, 'cause I'm that nigga that'll leave you ass out like

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

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

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

I'm on and off so you know my shit partial
Pardon me, arsenals, taking knees and nostrils

Our is savagery, you try to be the badder G
You even the man, you just the filling, where's the cavity?
Father be it, gravity, have the gravity grabbing
after we nigga naturally have to meet

x4]

One to the chin and you'll be bust quicker than liquor
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, hate me or me
Might be feisty, fuck yeah I'm sheisty
Shit yeah, I fit there, sqwin shit wear
You're a trick until you niggered me a bitch liquid
thank me for putting the hanky in panky
Slapping stanky like lightning, sticking Yankees like Benjamin
Fuck buying kitty cases and lights
Just give my loot, get your licks and get all the titties right
But then I'm what 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 I bet, and get your throat choked like my necks

x3]

[Treach & Vin
My mind thinks ? pick 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 next to the rest of the
The rusty monks or ? who to fuck me
But see this is where I boom and
Just drive a line like a cartoonist on some soon

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

x4]

[Vin Rock &

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