Luyện nghe bài hát Buss Serves

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

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

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

On my nigga
Pull up, I'm bussin'
But you find me nickle and diming, man I'm off the curb
Prolly me somewhere rhyming man this 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, stomping the powder, it louder, soldier for louder
Necked it to a
Jefe, honcho
El Chapo the hot flows
Still logged in with the though
Hit a thang and make the grow
a nigga push it all bro
Pussy to that Pablo
In dark or night I glow
Old nigga the bag bro
Silly nigga 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 violence hit, nigga it bool
Shit bricks and quick licks turned meal ticks, beep it bool
Out hungry chasing food
All in, refuse to
Bussin' or bussin' words, ask about me, I'm that dude

I up, pull up
serves
I up, pull up
serves
Young nigga chasing it
I pull up bussin'
Young nigga pull up, up
Bussin' (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)
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 they ain't shine
And that's all I'm do, it's why I grit, it's why I grind
I pull up serves nigga all at the trailer parks
I talk money fluent, they ain't it in language arts
Damn nigga street smart, reflex razor sharp
Fall in love me baby, I'm just gon' break your heart
Smash the sheet, like the fucking Transporter
I got film of bitch, on my camcorder
Had to show it to my homies, this right my life mane
Hit a lick 30, lost 20 at the dice game
Fuck it man nothing, I swear to god it's nothing
I tried to down sucker but I paralyzed his cousin
fuck it, oops fuck it
That come the pop-off
You my son's son li'l nigga, call me

I up, pull up
Bussin'
I pull up, up
Bussin'
nigga 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 Im'a be it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my milli from it or)
Bussin'