Luyện nghe bài hát Buss Serves

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

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 working a 9 to 5, she ran a ice cream,
She put me on
And my it Simon?
remarkably grown
That's why my 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 deal 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 blown to flowing my home I used to
Buss
Now I, buss
Either way slanging or sanging whatever life Im'a splurge
We had the though until it really got hot so
Escape I did El Chapo
But nuevas get fedded vato

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

On my mama
Pull up, I'm bussin'
But you won't me nickle and diming, man I'm off the curb
Prolly find me somewhere rhyming man this absurd
Or maybe find me on my grinding where the pot is
way I'm 'bout my pay I'm tryna stack up my dollars
Ripping the chowder, stomping the powder, dumping it louder, soldier for
it to a vato
Jefe, honcho
El Chapo the hot flows
Still logged in the block though
Hit a and make the knot grow
Push a push it all bro
Pussy pills to Pablo
In or night nigga I glow
Old with 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
bricks and quick licks turned 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
Bussin'
I up, pull up
serves
Young chasing it back
I pull up serves
Young nigga up, pull up
Bussin' (commas)
(Either way be stacking it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my milli from it or)
Bussin' (commas)
(Either way be stacking it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my from rapping it or)
Bussin'

I got my mind on my money, on my mind
It's just something about hundreds, when you thumbing through them signs
I quit fucking with them niggas, cause they ain't wan'
And that's all I'm do, it's why I grit, it's why I grind
I pull up bussin' 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 with me baby, I'm just gon' your heart
Smash the sheet, like the fucking Transporter
I got of your bitch, on my camcorder
Had to show it to my homies, this here my life mane
Hit a lick 30, lost 20 at the dice game
Fuck it man it's nothing, I to god it's nothing
I tried to down sucker but I paralyzed his cousin
Oops fuck it, oops it
come with the pop-off
You my son li'l nigga, call me pawpaw

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