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

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

Gi-gi-da gi-gi-da gangsta, gi-gi-da gangsta
gi-gi-da, get that ass if I don't shank ya
Glock shooter, 'em up in ditches
them niggas stitches, smokin' them with the peoples

'Cause ain't no love see I'm a G
twin glocks on my side you can't fuck with me
Once again they come at me with that 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 gettin' hard to
So sit ass down don't you flinch one inch
at you with this twelve gauge under my trench

Got a whole live full of Smith n Wesson
Servin' your ass like salad
So prepare to catch a hot slug from a O.G
Leavin' your body in the mud

Busta's 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)
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 gotta twist your snapple, kill up and gaffle
Put a worm hole in your apple

Time for confrontation and I this
Ex drive through won't me your exact location
So be sleepin' 'cause I'm gon' be creepin'
Cleanin' shit up, straight street

My ain't 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 'cause I likes to taste

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

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)
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)

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

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

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

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

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