Luyện nghe bài hát Buss Serves

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

I was 19
I went to go with my auntie and noticed she had nice things
The and
All of her clothes quite
To never be a 9 to 5, she ran a ice cream, team
She put me on
And my with it
Stay remarkably
why my pockets be long
Ducked some feds, dumped packs then got threads
From serving boofas in KC we say let's some heads, nigga
In French village, I went they got the rent building
Got so heavy I no longer benched skrilla was a cinched deal I had to neil it
Yelling in microphone and write them they like it's on
I let go life worth of pipe is blown to flowing ignite my home I used to
serves
Now I, words
Either way slanging or sanging whatever Im'a just splurge
We had the spot though it really got hot so
Escape I did like El
But nuevas get fedded vato

I up, pull up
Bussin'
I up, pull up
serves
Young nigga it back
I pull up serves
Young nigga up, pull up
Bussin' (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)
Bussin'

On my mama
up, I'm bussin' serves
But you won't me nickle and diming, man I'm off the curb
find me somewhere rhyming man this flow's absurd
Or maybe me on my grinding where the pot is stirred
Either way I'm 'bout my pay I'm 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 thang and make the knot
Push a push it all bro
pills to that Pablo
In or night nigga I glow
Old with the bag bro
Silly nigga the mag though
Be careful he bust his ass for
I'm out one of you assholes
Real shit, but the paper quit when the hit, nigga beep it bool
Shit bricks and quick licks turned meal ticks, beep it bool
Out here hungry food
All in, refuse to
serves or bussin' words, ask about me, I'm that dude

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

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

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