Luyện nghe bài hát Buss Serves

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

I was 19
I went to go with my auntie and noticed she had nice things
The and
All of her clothes quite
To never be a 9 to 5, she ran a ice cream, team
She put me on
And my with it
remarkably grown
That's why my pockets be
Ducked some feds, dumped packs got custom threads
From serving boofas in KC we say let's some heads, nigga
In French village, I went till they got the 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 life worth of pipe is blown to flowing ignite my home I used to
serves
Now I, buss
Either way slanging or whatever life Im'a just splurge
We had the though until it really got hot so
Escape I did like El
But nuevas still get vato

I pull up, up
serves
I up, pull up
Bussin'
Young chasing it back
I pull up serves
Young nigga pull up, 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 from it or)
serves

On my mama
Pull up, I'm bussin'
But you find me nickle and diming, man I'm off the curb
Prolly find me somewhere man this flow's absurd
Or find me on my grinding where the pot is stirred
way I'm 'bout my pay I'm tryna stack up my dollars
Ripping the chowder, stomping the powder, it louder, soldier for louder
it to a vato
Jefe, honcho
El with the hot flows
Still logged in with the block
Hit a thang and the knot grow
Push a nigga it all bro
Pussy pills to Pablo
In dark or night nigga I
Old nigga the bag bro
Silly nigga with the mag
Be what he bust his ass for
I'm airing out one of you
Real shit, but the paper quit when the violence hit, nigga beep it
Shit bricks and quick turned meal ticks, nigga beep it bool
Out here chasing food
All in, to lose
Bussin' or bussin' words, ask about me, I'm that dude

I up, pull up
Bussin'
I pull up, up
serves
Young chasing it back
I pull up bussin'
Young pull up, pull up
Bussin' (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)
serves

I got my on my money, money on my mind
It's just something about them hundreds, when you thumbing through signs
I quit fucking them niggas, cause they ain't wan' shine
And that's all I'm tryna do, why I grit, it's why I grind
I up bussin' serves nigga all at the trailer parks
I money fluent, they ain't teach it in language arts
Damn that nigga street smart, reflex razor
in love with me baby, I'm just gon' break your heart
Smash through the sheet, the fucking 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, 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 it, oops fuck it
come with the pop-off
You my son's son nigga, call me pawpaw

I pull up, up
serves
I up, pull up
Bussin'
Young chasing it back
I pull up bussin'
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 from rapping it or)
Bussin'