Luyện nghe bài hát Bully Foot

Yeah yeah yeah my name is, Bust-Down-Some'n

And I am alongside,

Shit feel good nigga, what the fuck want

Let me feel on bitches, with this bully foot rap

Now, every time I y'all shit that
Blow up the spot, what you got
And bless and execute strategical
That's to Extinction Level Event these wack niggaz this block
Me and Tha Alkaholiks havin a drinkwatchin niggaz get sick
Holdin ya 'til you earl in the sink
The type of dude I never put in my clicksbecause you
And you be sittin down with your legs like a bitch
I be the foul mouth quick to toast y'all, so
Niggaz who like to boast we let your bodies along the coast y'all
This very moment, opponentniggaz like you
Ain't allowed up in our circle we don'tone it
We love to it, perhaps
What we gon' do instead is y'all gutter beats and raw sewage
And for the last thing that make clear
That when we present watch your step when you be here

Blow up the (fuck what you got, we got)
Shit for the and the South and the West coast
We hot (controllin the block, you better)

To make ya duck (said get down nigga what) You

To bounce in the truck (aiyyo, get the funk, y'know)

This world's tryin to me crack, but it still ain't broke me
I fall down and just like Charles Oakley
Hoes be like all he do is poke me
what you think I wanna do, the hokey pokey
Her Smokey said he was gonna smoke me
Her daddy crazy loc he tried to beat me and me
And she still want me, keep blowin up my
Tryin to me to fall for okey-dokey
Don't quote me boy, cause I ain't shit
I'm just liquid in the middle of the pit
Turn it up a bit, burn it up and hit the
I'm iller Sadaam takin Carrie's mom to the prom
and calm, Macken-Ro, Likwid don
Bust rounds with Rhymes, then I roll up, one
You got ice I got ice, but who on these mics

Blow up the spot (fuck you got, we got)
Shit for the East and the South and the coast
We hot (controllin the block, you better)

To make ya duck (said get nigga what) You know

To bounce in the truck (aiyyo, get the funk, y'know)

We out for justice so bust this Busta and the Alkies
Niggaz wanna know the secret but just can't get it out me
So they that shit about me but to me that's never not
They pop that shit across the room while I another shot
I smoke a bag of doz and black out, and lose composure
Close my eyes and throw a bottle (I'm up) this party over
I still got that flare so just stare from there
Cause I'm so accurate with guns I put parts in hair
So I declare war Tha Liks, we fierce
The feds be checkin fo' us writin letters to these like
QuotTha is veterans they straight from California
We ain't even give a fuck when they sprayed beer on us quotlike
RAARRRAOW} just like a Dungeon Dragon
Taggin Tash up on the wall while my is saggin
Draggin niggaz the mud clear blood all through the club
The quickest way to show some love is let a hit your bud

Blow up the spot (fuck you got, we got)
Shit for the East and the South and the West
We hot (controllin the block, you better)

To make ya (said get down nigga what) You know

To bounce in the truck (aiyyo, get the funk, y'know)