Luyện nghe bài hát Bust Down

[Verse 1: Mill]
Uh, keepin' the driller, I in the dealer
I'm 'bout to go ham with my young (word)
You the rule, if you see me in traffic
dap me, you know I don't fuck with you (word)
Rollin' with Nicki and we in the and she heated
I brought the drugs with us (word)
You I'm fresh out the slums, nigga (slums, nigga)
I know it was love, nigga (woo)
I'm in the trenches, I'm hangin' killers
An' robbers an' all of the dealers (hitter)
We in the section, we plottin' on takin' chain
you leave out the club, nigga (stick 'em)
Show no like a 'lago ('lago)
Ain't no money, no convo (convo)
Get your some Louboutins, though
In the back, hit it the combo (hey-ya)
Bust down, down (bust down)
Meek Milly back, like, what (what now?)
that fronted 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 an' you stuck now (stuck now)
all in the truck now (truck now)
in my cup now (cup now)
When you be poppin', these dick ridin'
An' pretty bitches want to now (woo)
I'm up now (up now), I it's love now (love now)
I guess it's all (all cool), dope in the dog food (dog food)
Lamborghini got her wet, call it a carpool (whoa)

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

2: Meek Mill]
Put some on my name
They got me feeling like
Diamonds, on me, go crazy
Laurent on me, so wavy
Fucking in around, we ain't fucking
I fuck with these niggas, they shady
I know jewelry fugazi
I know the jeweler who it (who made it)
Frauds, I know these niggas talk about 'em (yeah yeah)
We gettin' money, they talk it (yeah yeah)
We never ever gon' talk it (yeah yeah)
We trappin' and talking dollars
Wait, wait, wait, I'm tryna flip it, get all the (flip it)
I have this bitch [??]
I told that nigga I'm '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 like Wall nigga
[??] hit her the woooh
In the Wraith, in the roof
Light her up like
In the Ghost, Peak-a-boo
Wait, wait, wait, niggas figure me out, hey
I got this in her house, hey
I a brick in the couch, hey
Sit on that in a drought, hey
it for triple the amount, hey
Stack it up, bag it up, add it up, for shipping we sendin' it out

Young Thug]
Brr, homicide, got a new with the frog eyes on 'em (uh, brr)
Slim, thick bitch, big with some nice thighs on 'em (uh, brr)
with me, treat 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, this that real gold you can melt
I 'em up and they tailless
I pass a mil' like a damn
Lil' say she won't suck dick
mama just want some new kicks
All of my bitches, they bad
Your wish she was a bad bitch

[Verse 3: Young
up, my lil' bitch want some new Chucks
Suck up, suck on that dick,
it, suck it 'til you get the hiccups
Ha, look at the
Drift on dick and catch hiccups
Hop out the
Hop out like uno dos
Hah, bitch, I'm
Popping them percs by the
She say I taste like a
I say at you won't burp
out that bitch from the back
Slurp, baby, slurp, baby,
Slurp it up until you
Rihanna, Rihanna, work, work, work,
We popping
We popping (yeah yeah yeah)
We bubblegums, (yeah yeah yeah)
We pop like
It's our now
We bubblegum
We coming for some
You know you want
He ain't we keep going down
I'ma keep going, never never
Never let 'em have it, never let 'em it
Grab them triggers, nigga, let 'em have it
[??], see shit
Now I'm freezed though, me hiccups
[??]
Lost a mil', got it right back, nigga, believe us

[Chorus: Thug]
Brr, homicide, got a new Ferrari the frog eyes on 'em (uh, brr)
Slim, bitch, big titties with some nice thighs on 'em (uh, brr)
Fuck me, treat 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, this that real gold you can this
I paint 'em up and they
I pass a mil' like a quiz
Lil' mama say she won't suck
Lil' just want some new kicks
All of my bitches, they bad
Your wish she was a bad bitch