Luyện nghe bài hát Bust Ya Gunz

Whoo, yeah,
showtime? yeah
Y'all who it is
I'ma get it poppin I'm used to

Do y'all niggaz your guns?
Hell yeah, we our guns
Do fuck 'em 'til they cum?
right, we make 'em cum

Do y'all niggaz bust your
Hell yeah, we bust our
Do y'all fuck 'em 'til they
Damn right, I 'em all say

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, go

Me in the scene, I'm that cream
Them haters always say, what the does that mean?
I'm comin through your block, got somethin
The Ferrari pink, it

Yep, I got suede in my
I got your ready to kiss my ass
I go to the club, man, no cash
That card make them chicks move fast

Can you hear me Can you see me now?
I throw on my jeans and it's out now
T.I. made suckers bring it out now
The Ruff Ryders start it, now just it

Do y'all niggaz bust your
Hell yeah, we bust our
Do y'all fuck 'em they cum?
right, we make 'em cum

Do y'all niggaz bust guns?
Hell yeah, we bust our
Do y'all fuck 'em 'til they
right, I make 'em all say

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, go

Man, its engine, engine, 9
You talkin crazy, you your mind
And if that chucker wanna that stack
Well, pick it up, hey, pick it up, you know me

But know my name, Timbo, know my name
Pharrell, know my name, Scotty, my name
in the game at 16 and changed the game up
Came in the game at 16 and the game up

Kicks, snares, change the beat
Cali like Big and Big did
I nobody got offended what I said
You act crazy, I aim for your head

Do y'all niggaz your guns?
Hell yeah, we bust our
Do y'all fuck 'em they cum?
right, we make 'em cum

Do y'all bust your guns?
Hell yeah, we bust our
Do y'all 'em 'til they cum?
right, I make 'em all say

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, go

I got a special guest for
He go by the of Drag Dash, get 'em man

Guess back in your buildin ya big pimpin
Your big disc got Dash on, now come on, look two childrens
It's Drag Dash, bitch, Mr. Backdraft,
Bust a slug like I blub, blap-blap,

Bitches know niggaz love the way my flow
Scratch my trigger finger, make a nigga
I ain't gotta tell you how I spit
I'm at the gun range cause I got no aim

Get at you rappers, spit the stank in lane
My shit clappin since Don did The Soul Train
I'm back when bakin soda do cocaine
to the Dash, I'm in the hood like lo mein

Do y'all niggaz your guns?
Hell yeah, we bust our
Do fuck 'em 'til they cum?
Damn right, we 'em cum

Do y'all niggaz your guns?
Hell yeah, we our guns
Do y'all fuck 'em 'til cum?
Damn right, I 'em all say

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, go

The album comin soon too
We got on the beat, man
Them is too cold cut-able man, yeah
Bakka-bakka, shots here
Swizz, get 'em,
Lox album, Eve
One Man Band Man,