Luyện nghe bài hát Bully Foot

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

And I am alongside,

Shit feel good nigga, the fuck y'all want

Let me feel on bitches, with this bully foot rap

Now, every time I give y'all shit
up the spot, fuck what you got
And and execute strategical plots
That's to Extinction Event these wack niggaz offa this block
Me and Tha Alkaholiks havin a drinkwatchin y'all niggaz get
Holdin ya stomachs you earl in the sink
The of dude I never put in my clicksbecause you funny
And you be sittin down with legs crossed like a bitch
I be the foul mouth to toast y'all, so alled
Niggaz who to boast we let your bodies float along the coast y'all
This very moment, opponentniggaz like you
allowed up in our circle cause we don'tone it
We love to it, perhaps
What we gon' do instead is give y'all beats and raw sewage
And for the last thing I'ma make clear
That when we present watch your when you be comin' here

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

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

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

world's tryin to make me crack, but it still ain't broke me
I fall down and rebound like Charles Oakley
Hoes be all he wanna do is poke me
Bitch what you think I do, the hokey pokey
Her boyfriend said he was gonna smoke me
Her daddy crazy loc he tried to me and choke me
And she still me, keep blowin up my Noki'
to provoke me to fall for okey-dokey
Don't me boy, cause I ain't said 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 than Sadaam takin mom to the prom
and calm, Macken-Ro, Likwid don
Bust rounds with Busta Rhymes, then I up, one
You got ice I got ice, but who nice on mics

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

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

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

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

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

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

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