Luyện nghe bài hát Bussin' No Discussin'

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

Twista]
Bussin discussin
People are niggaz is gunnin
are runnin because it was stunnin
Hearin the ambulance when it be in

Roll in the Chevy Malibu I know dig that
In the secret compartment is I hid that
Try to avoid I see the pigs at
Forty-fo' and Calico when 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 where the backwood at
Come walkin up and get a pistol in face hoe
If you want an you better say so
everybody gon' have to stay low
Cause I'm about to give this a halo~!

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

I'm new arrivals every time I shoot a rifle
Leave you suicidal cause I do is vital
Displayin mo' evil than the that threw the bible
Win a Bentley don't think mine 'til I show you the title
In the car breakin up trees, me a lumberjack
You say you a baller then nigga where the at?
Get me in the club, it won't be none of
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 when I COME UP
I'ma shit on the phonies I COME UP
I'ma hit all the homies I..

I lay you niggaz out like outfit
You gettin me pissed, you ain't about shit
Before you get me I suggest you bounce bitch
I got AR-15's to up in yo' house with
To tell yo' woman she good in them killer jeans
Think it's butter I wanna cut her a guillotine
Need to get at her but right now still a dream
I'd like the thong, but right now for the microphone I'm a fiend

I'm on the block servin up rock like Unitas
With killer niggaz we didn't really if you like us
Vicious, so cold, that I be laryngitis
Still shit that's hotter than any temperature on is
Gotta read celsius just to say you me bust
Better be yo' thinkin you can belt me up
All up in my face talkin you gon' tell me WHAT
I ain't gon' be the one needin my homies to me up

Now come in with let me take a lil' hit of the blig
This pussy right here wanna get rid of my nigz
He don't 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 I'm on a mission you better watch how I do
You got I want so I'm creepin cause I got a rival
I'm thirsty as FUCK~! and money is the bottle
Thinkin you hard to follow but I'm on you like

With the shotty bring drama to you quarter leagues
Make that dollar if I gotta 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, yeah I call it
Two clips, 34 shots, pall bearers and a
A couple of glocks, to kill off any cause of
Didn't have the calico but you cause you thought I had it