Luyện nghe bài hát Bust Down

[Verse 1: Meek
Uh, keepin' the driller, I walk in the
I'm 'bout to go ham my young niggas (word)
You the rule, if you see me in traffic
Don't dap me, you I don't fuck with you (word)
Rollin' Nicki and we in the 'Bach and she heated
'Cause I the drugs with us (word)
You I'm fresh out the slums, nigga (slums, nigga)
I know it never was love, (woo)
I'm in the trenches, I'm with killers
An' robbers an' all of the dealers (hitter)
We in the section, we plottin' on takin' your
When you out the club, nigga (stick 'em)
no mercy like a 'lago ('lago)
Ain't no money, no convo (convo)
Get bitch some Louboutins, though
In the back, hit it with the (hey-ya)
down, bust down (bust down)
Meek back, like, what now? (what now?)
Bitches that way back in the day
All on the kid like, "What up now?" (up now?)
I'm like, "What's up now?" (sup, bitch?)
You fuck with that lame an' you now (stuck now)
Bulletproof all in the now (truck now)
in my cup now (cup now)
When you be poppin', these dick ridin'
An' bitches want to fuck now (woo)
I'm up now (up now), I guess it's now (love now)
I guess it's all cool (all cool), in the dog food (dog food)
Lamborghini got her wet, call it a carpool (whoa)

[Chorus: Thug]
Brr, homicide, got a new Ferrari with the frog on 'em (uh, brr)
Slim, thick bitch, big with some nice thighs on 'em (uh, brr)
Fuck with me, treat you like the street nigga, we ride on 'em
I'm a in a foreign car, baby, slip and slide on you
No we not selfish, that real gold you can melt this
I 'em up and they tailless
I pass a mil' like a damn
Lil' mama say she suck dick
mama just want some new kicks
All of my bitches, bad bitches
Your bitch she was a bad bitch

2: Meek Mill]
Put some respect on my
They got me feeling like
Diamonds, they on me, go
Saint Laurent on me, so
Fucking in around, we ain't around
I can't fuck with niggas, they shady
I know jewelry fugazi
I the jeweler who made it (who made it)
Frauds, I know these niggas talk about 'em (yeah yeah)
We money, they talk about it (yeah yeah)
We never ever talk about it (yeah yeah)
We only and talking dollars
Wait, wait, wait, I'm flip it, get all the profits (flip it)
I have bitch named [??]
I told nigga I'm sorry 'bout it
popping in a dog filter
I'm a dog, I'm a dog (yeah)
I'm a shooter, I call niggas (what)
On the D'Usse like Wall
[??] hit her with the
In the Wraith, in the roof
Light her up Pikachu
In the Ghost, playing
Wait, wait, wait, can't figure me out, hey
I got this in her house, hey
I keep a in the couch, hey
Sit on that in a drought, hey
Sell it for the amount, hey
Stack it up, bag it up, add it up, for shipping we sendin' it out

[Chorus: Young
Brr, homicide, got a new Ferrari with the eyes on 'em (uh, brr)
Slim, thick bitch, big titties with some nice on 'em (uh, brr)
Fuck with me, treat you the street nigga, we gon' ride on 'em
I'm a megastrar in a foreign car, baby, and slide on you
No we not selfish, this that gold you can melt this
I paint 'em up and they
I pass a mil' like a quiz
Lil' mama say she won't suck
mama just want some new kicks
All of my bitches, they bad
Your bitch wish she was a bad

[Verse 3: Thug]
Hold up, my lil' want some new Chucks
Suck up, suck on dick, baby
Suck it, suck it 'til you get the
Ha, at the wrist
Drift on that dick and hiccups
Hop out the
Hop out like uno dos
Hah, bitch, I'm
Popping them by the thirties
She say I taste like a
I say at least you burp
Jump out that bitch from the
Slurp, baby, slurp, baby,
Slurp it up you burp
Rihanna, Rihanna, work, work, work,
We popping
We popping bubblegums (yeah yeah)
We popping bubblegums, (yeah yeah)
We pop like
our year now
We bubblegum
We coming for some
You you want some
He know we keep going down
I'ma keep going, never never
Never let 'em it, never let 'em have it
Grab them triggers, nigga, let 'em have it
[??], see this
Now I'm freezed though, me hiccups
[??]
Lost a mil', got it back, nigga, please believe us

[Chorus: Young
Brr, homicide, got a new with the frog eyes on 'em (uh, brr)
Slim, thick bitch, big titties with some thighs on 'em (uh, brr)
Fuck with me, you like the street nigga, we gon' ride on 'em
I'm a in a foreign car, baby, slip and slide on you
No we not selfish, that real gold you can melt this
I paint 'em up and they
I pass a like a damn quiz
Lil' mama say she won't suck
mama just want some new kicks
All of my bitches, bad bitches
Your wish she was a bad bitch