Luyện nghe bài hát Bussin (Remix)

Bussin!
They all bussin for
OG's, niggas, niggas younger than them
Bussin!
They all bussin for

1 - Trouble]
One thing I'll understand is
How could a man be of another man
Who the same 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 straight yam like y'all to cut you
a machete - fuck you! And any other nigga
Who sneak get yo people missin
Don't no noboby to be scared
be prepared
The situation goons go get your dimes, 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
Surprised to see was jumpin too (BUSSIN)

[Verse 2 - Yo

Any nigga go against the
Kill a nigga by any
try to run but couldn't duck the beam
CMG dats the team

Gunpowder, shells jump out, hit the
ass rappers keep talkin den man down
Duct tape, up trouble, 100
Man they rap about it but none of these niggas it
The hood, I'm it
And if I catch a murder one, I'm
You snitchin, I'm
What's a nigga with some money without a
ass nigga ain't no real nigga gene
Gunplay, time I step out on the scene
tape, niggas shouldn'ta never crossed the king
Murder rate, risin its the highest you scene
Funeral, yoself, bitch this not a dream
And all I'm is bussin

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

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

I bet they all for this asshole
When it come to Houston I'm the king of the
In the bottom niggas cash is low
I'll put ya in a box if ya get low
Fuck me that's 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
I'm for real, beat 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 of the tank on swangas
I bet a muthafucka won't me
I'll be damn if they this
H-town to A-town I'm wit it
For the niggas to trap or try to bang
Real you can tell em I'm good wit it
Bring ya ass to the bottom of the city, bet you ain't gon it up out it
Every nigga I know represent the same I do
Doin they biz get ya ass the out

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