Luyện nghe bài hát Buss Serves

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

I was 19
I went to go live with my auntie and noticed she had 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 remarkably
That's why my be long
Ducked some feds, packs then got custom threads
From serving in KC we say let's buss some heads, nigga
In French village, I went till they got the rent
Got so heavy I no longer benched skrilla was a cinched deal I had to Vince it
Yelling in microphone and write them they like it's on
I let go they life worth of pipe is blown to ignite my home I used to
serves
Now I, words
Either way or sanging whatever life Im'a just splurge
We had the spot though until it got hot so
Escape I did like El
But nuevas still get vato

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

On my mama
Pull up, I'm serves
But you won't find me nickle and diming, man I'm off the
Prolly find me somewhere rhyming man this flow's
Or maybe find me on my grinding where the pot is
Either way I'm 'bout my pay I'm stack up my dollars
Ripping the chowder, stomping the powder, dumping it louder, for louder
it to a vato
Jefe, head
El Chapo with the hot
Still logged in the block though
Hit a thang and the knot grow
a nigga push it all bro
Pussy pills to that
In dark or night nigga I
Old nigga the bag bro
nigga with the mag though
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 licks turned meal ticks, nigga beep it bool
Out here hungry food
All in, to lose
Bussin' or bussin' words, ask about me, I'm that dude

I up, pull up
Bussin'
I up, pull up
serves
Young chasing it back
I pull up serves
Young pull up, pull up
Bussin' (commas)
(Either way be stacking it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my milli rapping it or)
serves (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
just something about them hundreds, when you thumbing through them signs
I quit fucking with them niggas, cause ain't wan' shine
And that's all I'm tryna do, it's why I grit, it's why I
I up bussin' serves nigga all at the trailer parks
I talk money fluent, they ain't it in language arts
Damn that nigga street smart, razor sharp
Fall in love with me baby, I'm just gon' your heart
Smash through the sheet, like the Transporter
I got of your bitch, on my camcorder
Had to show it to my homies, this here my life mane
Hit a with 30, lost 20 at the dice game
Fuck it man it's nothing, I swear to god it's
I tried to down that sucker but I his cousin
Oops it, oops fuck it
That come the pop-off
You my son li'l nigga, call me pawpaw

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