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

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 eighty seven, the one eighty

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

'Cause ain't no love see I'm a G
With twin 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 ass bitch

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 flinch one
Hollerin' at you with this twelve gauge under my

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

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 can't see me my uzi bang
(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 confrontation and I this
Ex drive won't give me your exact location
So be sleepin' 'cause I'm gon' be creepin'
Cleanin' shit up, straight street

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

One seven artist
Play your ass like a punches
in the game, knockin' out teeths'
Blowin' motherfuckers in Teresa's

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 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)

Me this rust clot with 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 the murder by the pound, a hundred and fifty rounds
Shake 'em up gin and juice then guzzle 'em down

claimin' this O.G. is a has been 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 thing to
Leavin' your flesh lookin' like melted as I raise up outta the cut

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

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

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)

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