Luyện nghe bài hát Buss Serves

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

I was 19
I went to go live with my auntie and she had nice things
The and
All of her clothes quite
To be working a 9 to 5, she ran a ice cream, team
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 serving boofas in KC we say let's buss some heads,
In village, I went till they got the rent building
Got so heavy I no benched skrilla was a cinched deal I had to Vince neil it
Yelling in microphone and 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, words
Either way slanging or sanging whatever Im'a just splurge
We had the spot though until it got hot so
Escape I did like El
But nuevas still get fedded

I up, pull up
serves
I pull up, up
serves
Young chasing it back
I pull up serves
Young pull up, pull up
serves (commas)
(Either way be stacking it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my milli from it or)
serves (commas)
(Either way be stacking it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my milli from it or)
Bussin'

On my nigga
Pull up, I'm serves
But you won't find me nickle and diming, man I'm off the
Prolly find me somewhere man this flow's absurd
Or maybe find me on my where the pot is stirred
Either way I'm 'bout my pay I'm tryna up my dollars
Ripping the chowder, stomping the powder, dumping it louder, for louder
it to a vato
Jefe, head
El Chapo the hot flows
Still logged in with the though
Hit a thang and the knot grow
Push a nigga it all bro
pills to that Pablo
In dark or night nigga I
Old with the bag bro
Silly nigga with the mag
Be careful he bust his ass for
I'm out one of you assholes
Real shit, but the paper quit when the 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' serves or bussin' words, ask about me, I'm dude

I pull up, up
Bussin'
I up, pull up
serves
Young nigga it back
I pull up serves
Young nigga pull up, up
serves (commas)
(Either way I'mma be it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my from rapping it or)
Bussin' (commas)
(Either way Im'a be it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my milli rapping it or)
Bussin'

I got my on my money, money on my mind
It's just something about them hundreds, when you thumbing them signs
I quit fucking with them niggas, they ain't wan' shine
And that's all I'm do, it's why I grit, it's why I grind
I pull up bussin' serves nigga all at the parks
I talk money fluent, they teach it in language arts
Damn that nigga street smart, reflex razor
Fall in love with me baby, I'm just break your heart
Smash through the sheet, the fucking Transporter
I got film of bitch, on my camcorder
Had to show it to my homies, this right here my mane
Hit a with 30, lost 20 at the dice game
Fuck it man it's nothing, I swear to god it's
I to down that sucker but I paralyzed his cousin
Oops fuck it, fuck it
come with the pop-off
You my son's son li'l nigga, call me

I up, pull up
Bussin'
I up, pull up
serves
Young nigga chasing it
I pull up bussin'
Young nigga pull up, up
serves (commas)
(Either way be stacking it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my milli rapping it or)
Bussin' (commas)
(Either way be stacking it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my from rapping it or)
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