Luyện nghe bài hát Bus That

I'm on the right now
Back of the tour bus, chillin' (Kato on the bih)
wanted to drop some shit
You

1]
Okay, a wise man me
That that you beef with will probably be your best pals
(Is right?) Got my ear to the streets
And I notice dropping shit, I feel left out
(Is that right?) If you in it for the
is real trap music, yeah, you go be a dead mouse
(Is that right?) You on a oneway
Either collab or turn it around, be your best route
Listen, need to stop with the dissing
No one pays attention, so with the chitchat
Listen, y'all niggas steadily
You riding me hard and my girl want my dick
Listen, these niggas like it's cool
And then run their soon as I'm leaving, why is that?
Listen, I've been touring off an
I ain't even dropped, you prolly think I that (Nice)
I'm the plate, nigga, you the dish rack
The whole Ill series, I done did that
Niggas double taking, getting
How you tryna school me when I class
Confrontation you is just quick cash
What the fuck you do when your shit crash?
I got the juice, don't get in the splish splash
We fit in together, we mismatched
I am the that nobody likes
I am colder than ice, I will up your life
You bigging you up, you so overhyped
You were no with mics, you'll be gone overnight
I saw my window and I dove on it
Plus the is precise, I'm just rolling the dice
You claim you got the shit on lock
Thinking you safe, but homie, I done it twice

All the fucking planet
on my shit, dog
West side, east side, north side, south
on my dick, dog
Snatch yo' freak, I'm that
on fleek, I'm that nigga
Past O.D., I'm nigga
As for me, I'm nigga
All around the fucking
on my shit, dog
West side, east side, north side, south
on my dick, dog
Snatch yo' freak, I'm that
Cash on fleek, I'm nigga
Past O.D., I'm nigga
As for me, I'm nigga

2]
Look, got a new chick
She a law student working real out in Cape Town
(Cape Town, Cape Town) I ill
I hit the beat raw, it was ass up, facedown
(Facedown, facedown) Homie, you ain't
You tryna shine, I'ma turn your into a gray cloud
(Rain, rain) Had to hit you a new flow
Saying that I sound like Slim during 8 Mile
You signed your life to record labels
I'm signing big ol' voluptuous titties
I run through the city, the ladies are comfortable me
They're wet and I want to go
A feeling (Woo)
I strike that pussy a thunderbolt hitting (Woo, woo)
say "Oh my god, papi
It's all in my hair now, cum is so sticky" (Yikes)
Am I a sellout or
Word on the is the question is suss
(Suss) Niggas threw on my name
It's ironic that just got left in the dust
(The dust) You got head in the clouds?
I am convinced that your is just stuck
Hmm, don't make me go through my
And pull all of dirty evidence up
(Oh no) it's been on, my pen strong
If one fires I'm Kim Jeong, so bitch, run
I bombs like ISIS from Islam
You drenched on a light mist of piss, son
Who you could get it like this? There is none
Rip your limbs, gone from a sick
See my nuts low, you can't miss the big ones
I'm coming, nigga, here, tell chick to sip some