Luyện nghe bài hát Busta's Can't See Me

One eighty seven, the one eighty
The one seven, the one eighty seven
One eighty seven, the one eighty seven, the one eighty
The one eighty seven, the one eighty

One eighty seven, the one seven, the one eighty seven
The one eighty seven, the one eighty
One seven, the one eighty seven, the one eighty seven
The one seven

Gi-gi-da gi-gi-da gangsta, gi-gi-da gangsta
Gi-gi-da gi-gi-da, get that ass if I shank ya
Glock shooter, dumpin' 'em up in
Givin' them niggas stitches, smokin' them with the

'Cause ain't no love see I'm a G
twin glocks on my side you can't fuck with me
Once again come at me with that same old shit
Got to show 'em let 'em know I'm not no punk ass

Ready to pop them clot and let him feel hostile
S P I C E comin', we gettin' hard to
So sit your ass down don't you one inch
Hollerin' at you this twelve gauge under my trench

Got a whole live bury of Smith n Wesson
Servin' your ass salad dressin'
So to catch a hot slug from a O.G thug
Leavin' bloody body in the mud

Busta's see me my uzi goes bang
(Shame)
Busta's can't see me my uzi bang
(Shame)

Busta's see me my uzi goes bang
(Shame)
Busta's see me my uzi goes bang
(Shame)

Thought you was my but you set me up
Tried to shut me up, to wet me, tried to wet me up
Now I gotta twist your snapple, kill shit up and
Put a worm hole in your apple

Time for confrontation and I know
Ex drive through won't give me exact location
So don't be sleepin' 'cause I'm gon' be
Cleanin' shit up, straight sweepin'

My destination too far
As I smobs in my rag top car
To come and get ya, I'm red rum
Don't need a damn thing for the 'cause I likes to taste

One seven artist
Play your ass like a Sega
Back in the game, knockin' out
Blowin' in Teresa's pieces

Busta's see me my uzi goes bang
(Shame)
Busta's can't see me my uzi bang
(Shame)

can't see me my uzi goes bang
(Shame)
Busta's can't see me my uzi bang
(Shame)

Busta's see me my uzi goes bang
(Shame)
Busta's can't see me my uzi goes
(Shame)

Me erupt this rust clot my f-a-fo'-five don't wanna see me take no lives
Play with the funk, open up your trunk see who
I'm servin' the murder by the pound, a and fifty rounds
Shake 'em up like gin and then guzzle 'em down

They claimin' this O.G. is a has but I'll be damned if I let these
Busta's think that I won't pull out my mac
We can all talk, it ain't no to bust
Leavin' your flesh like it's melted as I raise up outta the cut

Mad man killer, me on the realer
Wouldn't bullshit ya homie I'ma cap
to handle my business, wrappin' it all in my clip
Blowin' outta eight story windows and shit

So keep your cocked and keep a close watch
For the nine millimeter and a that's makin' your place look stocked
Peel a cap for the funk he did that's smokin' on BT
Niggas pop at my shadow 'cause these busta's see me

Busta's can't see me my uzi goes
(Shame)
Busta's can't see me my uzi goes
(Shame)

Busta's can't see me my uzi bang
(Shame)
Busta's can't see me my uzi bang
(Shame)

Busta's can't see me my uzi goes
(Shame)
Busta's can't see me my uzi bang
(Shame)

Busta's can't see me my uzi goes
(Shame)
Busta's can't see me my uzi bang
(Shame)