Luyện nghe bài hát Bussin' No Discussin'

Yo Twist!
Shit, niggaz out here been talkin real man
Shit... it's to show niggaz what's really hood

[Chorus:
Bussin discussin
People are niggaz is gunnin
Killers are runnin it was stunnin
Hearin the ambulance it be comin in

Roll in the Chevy Malibu I they dig that
In the secret compartment is where I hid
Try to wherever I see the pigs at
Forty-fo' and black Calico I push your shit back
I'm out of town I go wherever the hood at
Because I know where I can get somethin that's at
The dopefiends is gon' show me where the at
Ain't got no cigarillo then where the at
Come up and get a pistol in your face hoe
If you an autograph you better say so
everybody gon' have to stay low
Cause I'm about to give this a halo~!

Bodies droppin poppin we bustin our tecs
People scatterin around like it was a threat
Got ammunition, show me where your ones at
So much terrorism they me where Saddam at
Like Bush I alarm 'em bomb 'em let open out
Go catch him open choke him and try to smoke him out
Shit is serious I'ma show you what this about
That's what you motherfuckers get for havin an open

I'm killin new every time I shoot a rifle
Leave you suicidal cause I do is vital
Displayin mo' evil than the preacher threw the bible
Win a Bentley don't think it's mine 'til I show you the
In the car breakin up trees, call me a
You say you a then nigga where the hundreds at?
Get me in the club, it won't be of that
A 22 on my body I'm a Dallas Cowboys running back

[Hook:
one in yo' leg if you RUN UP
Catch one in yo' if you RUN UP
one in yo' head if you RUN UP
You can end up if you RUN UP
I'ma cop me a Benz I COME UP
cop me a Beemer when I COME UP
I'ma shit on the phonies when I UP
I'ma hit all the when I..

I lay you niggaz out tomorrow's outfit
You gettin me pissed, you niggaz ain't about
Before you get me started I suggest you bounce
I got to come up in yo' house with
To tell yo' woman she look good in killer jeans
Think it's butter I wanna cut her a guillotine
Need to get at her but right now it's a dream
I'd like the thong, but right now for the microphone I'm a fiend

I'm on the servin up rock like Johnny Unitas
With killer niggaz we didn't care if you like us
Vicious, so cold, that I be catchin
Still shit that's hotter any temperature on fahrenheit is
Gotta read celsius to say you felt me bust
be yo' healthiest thinkin you can belt me up
All up in my face talkin 'bout you gon' me WHAT
I ain't gon' be the one needin my to help me up

Now come in with let me take a lil' hit of the blig
This pussy nigga right wanna get rid of my nigz
He want it cause we got the chrome thing-a-ma-jigs
And I make a nigga quit and go get him a gig
I'm buck when I'm on a mission you watch how I do
You got what I want so I'm creepin cause I got a
I'm thirsty as FUCK~! and money is the water
you hard to follow but I'm on you like Polamalu

With the shotty I'ma drama to you quarter leagues
Make that mighty dollar if I transport a ki
me Ali Baba cause I'm runnin with 40 thieves
30-somethin and I be than all the shorties be
32 shot automatic, I call it magic
Two clips, 34 shots, pall and a casket
A couple of glocks, to off any cause of static
Didn't have the but you broke cause you thought I had it