Luyện nghe bài hát Bussin (Remix)

Bussin!
They all bussin for
OG's, young niggas, niggas younger them
Bussin!
all bussin for Trouble-Trouble

[Verse 1 -
One thing I'll understand is
How a man be afraid of another man
Who bleed the as you and I can
It's just with me you'll see more niggas than a NFL
Grandmas, uncles, aunties, sisters,cousins and
And all bussin for Trouble
Younnguns going off yam like y'all ready to cut you
With a - fuck you! And any other nigga
Who sneak dissin get yo people
Don't want no to be scared
be prepared
The situation go get your dimes, tell em do as I say
I said betta my name, pussy den tuck ya chain
And it's a shame, cause you thought it was just my dat shoot
to see trouble was jumpin too (BUSSIN)

[Verse 2 - Yo

Any nigga go against the
Kill a by any means
Nigga try to run but duck the beam
CMG nigga dats the

Gunpowder, shells out, hit the ground
Pussy ass rappers keep den man down
tape, what up trouble, 100
Man rap about it but none of these niggas done it
The hood, I'm it
And if I catch a murder one, I'm
You snitchin, I'm
What's a nigga with money without a team
Pussy ass nigga ain't no real gene
Gunplay, every time I out on the scene
Yellow tape, niggas never crossed the king
Murder rate, its the highest you ever scene
Funeral, pinch yoself, this not a dream
And all I'm doin is

[Verse 3- Waka Flame}​
It ain't to me
Shit I get it
Try to run pump to ya like bobby johnson son
Ok, these niggas murda
I'm the type to hit mama wit the fuckin burner
Beat a and call me Ike Turner
I'm from the Grove we get if we burn ya
I earn ya that DOA
When the pull up, they gon say flock don't play
Bussin, on that grove man bussin
Upperdale, rex road man bussin
I'm Clayco nigga squad give the say so nigga
You ain't no murda you talkin out ya A-hole nigga

[Verse 4 - Trae Tha
all bussin for Trae (4x)
OG's, niggas, niggas than them
They all bussin for (4x)
OG's, young niggas, niggas them

I bet they all bussin for this
it come to Houston I'm the king of the streets
In the bottom niggas cash is low
I'll put ya in a box if ya get low
Fuck with me where ya ass will go
Tec-9's, AKs and Mac 9's in the back of the finna crash ya door
Yeah bitch I ride, wrap ya ass up
Bitch I'm for real, ya ass up
Duct ya face, stain ya ass up
Put ya in the trunk, ya ass up
I don't do the talking, bitch I'm a
Hood Seal, bet you can't harm me
Lookin for me bitch I'm in the back of the on swangas
I bet a won't bomb me
I'll be damn if they this
H-town to I'm hood wit it
For the niggas like to trap or try to
Real you can tell em I'm good wit it
ya ass to the bottom of the city, bet you ain't gon make it up out it
Every nigga I know the same shit I do
Doin biz get ya ass the fuck out

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