Luyện nghe bài hát Buss Serves

Started the blow and went to flows
Listen to me tell my gutter 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
why my pockets be long
Ducked some feds, packs then got custom threads
serving boofas in KC we say let's buss some heads, nigga
In village, I went till 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 life worth of pipe is blown to flowing ignite my home I used to
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Now I, buss
Either way slanging or sanging life Im'a just splurge
We had the spot though it really got hot so
I did like El Chapo
But still get fedded vato

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

On my mama
up, I'm bussin' serves
But you won't find me nickle and diming, man I'm off the
Prolly find me somewhere rhyming man flow's absurd
Or maybe find me on my where the pot is stirred
way I'm 'bout my pay I'm tryna stack up my dollars
Ripping the chowder, the powder, dumping it louder, soldier for louder
Necked it to a
Jefe, head
El Chapo with the hot
logged in with the block though
Hit a thang and make the grow
a nigga push it all bro
Pussy pills to Pablo
In dark or night nigga I
Old nigga the bag bro
Silly with the mag though
Be careful what he his ass for
I'm out one of you assholes
Real shit, but the paper when the violence hit, nigga beep it bool
Shit bricks and quick licks meal ticks, nigga beep it bool
Out here hungry chasing
All in, refuse to
serves or bussin' words, ask about me, I'm that dude

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

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

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