Luyện nghe bài hát Buzzin'

Da 5'9"]
Yeah!
Welcome to the M.I.C niggaz!
We niggaz!
two!
Oh yeah, by the way, y'all know what my motherfuckin' is

Uh oh..

I am (Bzzz)
Buzzin', my name and the be (Bzzz)
Buzzin', til I your mother, your brother
Buzzin', the speakers and the be (Bzzz)
three or four of your cousins like it's (Bzzz)

"He ain't really from the hood
If I him in the hood I'ma" (Bzzz)
1]

Buzz him, I ride with choppas all day
I you to pop a
Blocka, I'm off my
I've my mind
Silent, you all findin, Hoffa
Sick man brought my
man off my pine (I'm off!)
Industry heads off my
Centipede leg follow me (Follow me!)
Yeah nigga, off that
Walk back by him, lead to the head, niggaz off my mind
Go ahead nigga, talk crime shh
Talk that, spark that shh, walk that fine
Rhymin' to be caught in a chalk
Line, in between, talk and sparkin' nine
Entire get bought, like ???
I am, the scatter that rather by triumph
Breakin' back, we giants
David gettin' slapped by
means that I am, him
But don't mean ???
In the back chillin', that'll be
The gatling's, ???
You have to be blind, to not see the and green sign
Peekin' at no matter who's
I done had it here in
Readin' he'd be leavin the baddest lyin'
I am that quietly shootin' that chatter proof iron
In a puddle of some sort of new science (new science)
I am (Bzzz)

Buzzin', my names and the be (Bzzz)
Buzzin', the speakers and the be (Bzzz)
Buzzin', til I your mother, your brother
three or of your cousins like it's nothin' (Bzzz)

"He really from the hood nigga
If I catch him in the I'ma" (Bzzz)
him

Everything y'all love I'm
2]
'Ready die, fuck em
hustler, dude in a tank
We will do it til the music
Do it it's noon
Do a clown, undo now who a do a nigga
Do it til it's noon
Do it til it's new
Do it til he to you, who to you, can't
Flow no more, no tool, no
No rules, no don't do's in the
Oh no (Oh no!) won't go who you think, gon' blow
Won't be leavin sooner than you think
The party ain't over til I'm losin' my
Imma couple up from hollerin' "Oo I can't!"
Up and at em', til tomorrow while I my fate
be dudes that I pay while I move wit' my rank (yeah)
Move my weight (yeah)
Do ain't playin' (yeah)
lonely player, only shoes in the paint
Imma go until no more room in the bank
I'm just y'all niggaz, on tall figures
Til the law, need legit small business
The minute, the is out I figured y'all get it
The fickle now admits, as I spit it
I'm as sick as "Good Lord, hear him
Get a good load of him. Hits is like hitlaw done did 'em"
The villian, tap the nigga next to you
him, "I don't like him either. Let's kill him"
Ya'll niggaz crazy (Bzzz)

Buzzin', my names and the be (Bzzz)
Buzzin', the and the jeeps be (Bzzz)
Buzzin', til I your mother, your brother
or four of your cousins like it's nothin' (Bzzz)
"He ain't really from the nigga

If I him in the hood I'ma" (Bzzz)
him

Everything y'all I'm touchin'
'Ready die, fuck 'em (fuck em)