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

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

One eighty seven, the one eighty seven, the one eighty
The one eighty seven, the one eighty
One seven, the one eighty 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 ass if I don't shank ya
shooter, dumpin' 'em up in ditches
Givin' them niggas stitches, smokin' with the peoples

ain't no love see I'm just a G
With glocks on my side you can't fuck with me
Once they 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 blood and let him feel hostile
S P I C E comin', we hard to kill
So sit your ass down you flinch one inch
Hollerin' at you with this twelve gauge under my

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 see me my uzi goes bang
(Shame)

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

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

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

Mad man killer, me on the realer
bullshit ya homie I'ma cap filler
Ready to handle my business, it all in my clip
Blowin' niggas outta eight windows and shit

So keep your hammer and keep a close watch
For the nine and a nigga that's makin' your place look stocked
Peel a cap for the funk he did that's smokin' on BT
Niggas pop at my 'cause these busta's can't see me

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