Luyện nghe bài hát Buss Serves

Started with the blow and to flows
Listen to me tell my gutter story and it

I was 19
I went to go live my auntie and noticed she had nice things
The and
All of her quite clean
To never be a 9 to 5, she ran a ice cream, team
She put me on
And my with it
Stay grown
why my pockets be long
Ducked some feds, dumped packs then got threads
From serving boofas in KC we say buss some heads, nigga
In French village, I went they got the rent building
Got so heavy I no longer benched skrilla was a cinched I had to Vince neil it
Yelling in microphone and write songs they like it's on
I let go they life worth of pipe is to flowing ignite my home I used to
serves
Now I, words
way slanging or sanging whatever life Im'a just splurge
We had the spot though it really got hot so
Escape I did like El
But nuevas still get fedded

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

On my nigga
Pull up, I'm serves
But you won't find me and diming, man I'm off the curb
Prolly find me rhyming 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 stack up my dollars
Ripping the chowder, the powder, dumping it louder, soldier for louder
Necked it to a
Jefe, head
El with the hot flows
Still logged in the block though
Hit a thang and make the grow
Push a nigga it all bro
Pussy pills to Pablo
In dark or nigga I glow
Old with the bag bro
Silly nigga with the mag
Be careful what he his ass for
I'm out one of you assholes
shit, but the paper quit when the violence hit, nigga beep it bool
Shit bricks and quick licks turned meal ticks, nigga beep it
Out hungry chasing food
All in, refuse to
Bussin' serves or bussin' words, ask me, I'm that dude

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

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

I pull up, up
serves
I up, pull up
Bussin'
Young nigga it back
I pull up bussin'
Young nigga pull up, up
Bussin' (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 rapping it or)
Bussin'