Luyện nghe bài hát Buss Serves

Started with the blow and went to
Listen to me tell my gutter and it goes

I was 19
I went to go live with my auntie and noticed she had nice
The and
All of her quite clean
To be working a 9 to 5, she ran a ice cream, team
She put me on
And my it Simon?
Stay grown
That's why my be long
Ducked some feds, dumped packs got custom threads
From boofas in KC we say let's buss some heads, nigga
In French village, I went till got the rent building
Got so heavy I no benched skrilla was a cinched deal I had to Vince neil it
Yelling in microphone and write songs they like it's on
I let go life worth of pipe is blown to flowing ignite my home I used to
Buss
Now I, words
Either way slanging or sanging whatever life Im'a just
We had the spot until it really got hot so
I did like El Chapo
But nuevas get fedded vato

I pull up, up
Bussin'
I pull up, up
serves
Young nigga it back
I up bussin' serves
Young nigga pull up, up
serves (commas)
(Either way be stacking it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my from rapping it or)
Bussin' (commas)
(Either way Im'a be it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my from rapping it or)
Bussin'

On my nigga
Pull up, I'm bussin'
But you won't me nickle and diming, man I'm off the curb
Prolly me somewhere rhyming man this flow's absurd
Or maybe find me on my grinding the pot is stirred
way I'm 'bout my pay I'm tryna stack up my dollars
Ripping the chowder, stomping the powder, dumping it louder, for louder
Necked it to a
Jefe, head
El Chapo with the hot
Still logged in with the though
Hit a and make the knot grow
Push a nigga it all bro
Pussy pills to that
In dark or night I glow
Old with the bag bro
nigga with the mag though
Be careful he bust his ass for
I'm airing out one of you
Real shit, but the paper quit when the violence hit, nigga beep it
Shit bricks and quick licks turned meal ticks, nigga beep it
Out here hungry chasing
All in, refuse to
Bussin' serves or bussin' words, ask me, I'm that dude

I up, pull up
serves
I pull up, up
Bussin'
Young nigga chasing it
I pull up bussin'
Young nigga pull up, up
Bussin' (commas)
(Either way I'mma be it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my milli rapping it or)
serves (commas)
(Either way Im'a be it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my milli rapping it or)
serves

I got my on my money, money on my mind
It's just something about them hundreds, you thumbing through them signs
I quit with them niggas, cause they ain't wan' shine
And that's all I'm tryna do, it's why I grit, it's why I
I pull up bussin' nigga all at the trailer parks
I talk money fluent, they ain't it in language arts
Damn that street smart, reflex razor sharp
Fall in love me baby, I'm just gon' break your heart
Smash through the sheet, like the Transporter
I got of your bitch, on my camcorder
Had to show it to my homies, right here my life mane
Hit a lick 30, lost 20 at the dice game
it man it's nothing, I swear to god it's nothing
I to down that sucker but I paralyzed his cousin
fuck it, oops fuck it
That come the pop-off
You my son's son li'l nigga, me pawpaw

I pull up, up
Bussin'
I up, pull up
serves
Young nigga it back
I up bussin' serves
Young nigga up, pull up
serves (commas)
(Either way be stacking it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my from rapping it or)
serves (commas)
(Either way be stacking it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my milli from it or)
serves