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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

you was my nigga but you set me up
Tried to me up, tried to wet me, tried to wet me up
Now I twist your snapple, kill shit up and gaffle
Put a hole in your rotten apple

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

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

One seven artist
your ass like a Sega punches
Back in the game, out teeths'
motherfuckers in Teresa's pieces

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

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

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

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

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

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

So keep hammer 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 on this BT
Niggas pop at my shadow 'cause these busta's see me

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

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

Busta's see me my uzi goes 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)