Luyện nghe bài hát Buss Serves

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

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

I up, pull up
serves
I up, pull up
Bussin'
Young nigga chasing it
I pull up bussin'
Young nigga pull up, up
serves (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 from it or)
Bussin'

On my mama
Pull up, I'm serves
But you find 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 where the pot is
Either way I'm 'bout my pay I'm stack up my dollars
Ripping the chowder, stomping the powder, it louder, soldier for louder
it to a vato
Jefe, honcho
El Chapo the hot flows
Still in with the block though
Hit a and make the knot grow
Push a nigga it all bro
Pussy pills to Pablo
In dark or night nigga I
Old with the bag bro
Silly nigga with the mag
Be careful what he his ass for
I'm out one of you assholes
Real shit, but the paper quit the violence hit, nigga beep it bool
Shit bricks and quick licks meal ticks, nigga beep it bool
Out here hungry chasing
All in, to lose
Bussin' 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
Bussin' (commas)
(Either way I'mma be it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my milli rapping it or)
Bussin' (commas)
(Either way be stacking it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my milli rapping it or)
serves

I got my mind on my money, on my mind
It's just about them hundreds, when you thumbing through them signs
I quit fucking with them niggas, 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' serves nigga all at the parks
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 break your heart
Smash through the sheet, the fucking Transporter
I got of your bitch, on my camcorder
Had to it to my homies, this right here my life mane
Hit a lick 30, lost 20 at the dice game
Fuck it man it's nothing, I swear to god nothing
I tried to down sucker but I paralyzed his cousin
Oops fuck it, fuck it
That come with the
You my son's son nigga, call me pawpaw

I up, pull up
Bussin'
I up, pull up
Bussin'
nigga chasing it back
I pull up bussin'
nigga pull up, pull up
Bussin' (commas)
(Either way I'mma be 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'