Luyện nghe bài hát Bussin' No Discussin'

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

[Chorus:
never discussin
People are runnin is gunnin
Killers are runnin it was stunnin
Hearin the when it be comin in

Roll in the Chevy I know they dig that
In the secret is where I hid that
Try to avoid wherever I see the at
Forty-fo' and black Calico I push your shit back
When I'm out of town I go wherever the at
Because I know where I can get that's good at
The dopefiends is gon' me where the kush at
got no cigarillo then where the backwood at
Come walkin up and get a pistol in face hoe
If you want an autograph you say so
Otherwise everybody gon' to stay low
Cause I'm about to give motherfucker a halo~!

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

I'm killin new every time I shoot a rifle
Leave you cause everything I do is vital
Displayin mo' evil than the preacher that threw the
Win a Bentley don't think it's mine 'til I show you the
In the car breakin up trees, me a lumberjack
You say you a baller then where the hundreds at?
Get me in the club, it won't be of that
A 22 on my body like I'm a 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
cop me a Benz when I COME UP
I'ma cop me a Beemer when I UP
shit on the phonies when I COME UP
I'ma hit all the homies 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 them jeans
Think butter I wanna cut her like a guillotine
to get at her but right now it's still 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 niggaz we didn't really care if you like us
Vicious, so cold, that I be laryngitis
Still shit that's hotter than any temperature on 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 tell me WHAT
I gon' be the one needin my homies to help me up

Now come in that let me take a lil' hit of the blig
This pussy right here wanna get rid of my nigz
He don't want it we got the chrome thing-a-ma-jigs
And I a nigga quit rappin and go get him a gig
I'm when I'm on a mission you better watch how I do
You got what I want so I'm creepin I got a rival
I'm thirsty as FUCK~! and money is the bottle
Thinkin you hard to but I'm on you like Polamalu

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