Luyện nghe bài hát Buss My Gun

Buss my guns for the one I
I buss my guns for the one I
I buss my for the one I love
I buss my for the one I love

Yo', do you live or do you wanna die?
I'll throw you off the wit a bullet in ya eye
Like a river in tha sky, be floatin' in tha air
Got to see your mother cry at the of tha year
I'll give her a hug and her to be strong
Then her in tha face wit a 44 long
I know I be wrong, how I get it on

I hope y'all acknowledge the hook on song
I got and tecs, snug, revolvers, oozies
I got 'em, no problem, calicoes, AKs, 357s
Nine milly's trey ain't send you to
I gave my lady a 380, a 22, a 25, bitch crazy
forever, one for all
Bravehearted we stand nigga fuck all

I buss my guns for the one I
I my guns for the one I love
I buss my for the one I love
I my guns for the one I love

Yo' stop playin' I'm for my dawgs
I die for, cabbage patch, these niggas
Souls in the sky more, shots rang, glock
Hot thangs, leave 'em wit his watch and
Stop and aim, I'm hot, top soil, get my off
For my family, you a corpse, what you
For my seeds, I let the wrong man bleed
Sit there for tha right one and 'em three

You see me, think 'cause I'm on TV
Dat a nigga won't ya family
I love guns and bustin' 'em off for ones
Get it done, big or one, even for funds
I love cash for loot I yo' ass
Brains through tha of tha coupe
I the blood splash
And I hate most dudes dat my blood
And I buss my for the one I love

my guns for the one I love
I buss my guns for the one I
I my guns for the one I love
I buss my guns for the one I

I buss guns for the I love
I a nigga leakin' for somethin'
Them guns straight and quicker
He seek comin', my nigga jung
Jumpin' on niggas, da is dumpin'
No fingerprints, shoot again these muthafuckas don't make
Sayin' dat me and my can't win, why?
See tha pointed at ya face
ya clique surrounded 'cause they fake

They die, see my attitude, a
for food, now I'm mad at you
Hit you I toss tha tool
sober, shoot niggas and run 'em ova
Gee Wiz, Bh, I'm a test, a QB
I run wit yo' head in my arms
Like Brett Favre, them muthafuckas to tha streets
Them Bravehearts, on these muthafuckin' fagots
Go 'head and pull ya gun nigga, I'm a grab it I

Buss my for the one I love
I my guns for the one I love
I buss my guns for the one I
I my guns for the one I love