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 what my motherfuckin' name is

Uh oh..

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

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

Buzz him, I ride with choppas all day
I you to pop a
Blocka, I'm off my
lost my mind
Silent, you all findin, Hoffa
man brought my nine
Sixth man off my (I'm off!)
heads off my grind
Centipede leg follow me (Follow me!)
Yeah nigga, off liquor
Walk back by him, spit lead to the head, off my mind
Go ahead nigga, talk that shh
Talk that, spark that nine shh, that fine
Rhymin' to be in a chalk outline
Line, in between, talk and sparkin' that
teams get bought, like ???
I am, battling the scatter that by triumph
niggaz back, we giants
David gettin' by Goliath
That means I am, him
But that don't ???
In the back chillin', be quiet
The gatling's, ???
You have to be blind, to not see the black and green
Peekin' at no matter eyein'
I had it here in babblin'
Readin' he'd be leavin the dude lyin'
I am that dude quietly shootin' that proof iron
In a puddle of sort of fabulous new science (new science)
I am (Bzzz)

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

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

Everything y'all love I'm
2]
'Ready gone die, em
Bonafide hustler, in a tank
We do it til the music ends
Do it when noon
Do a clown, now who a do a nigga can't
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 do's in the blanks
Oh no (Oh no!) won't go assumin' who you think, blow
Won't be leavin sooner than you think
The party ain't over til I'm my drink
Imma couple dollars up hollerin' "Oo I can't!"
Up and at em', til tomorrow while I choose my
There be dudes that I pay while I move wit' my (yeah)
Move my weight (yeah)
Do whoever ain't (yeah)
There lonely player, shoes in the paint
go until there's no more room in the bank
I'm y'all niggaz, sittin' on tall figures
Til the law, need invisible small business
The minute, the hits is out I figured get it
The now admits, just as I spit it
I'm as sick as "Good Lord, just him
Get a good of him. Hits is hittin like hitlaw done did 'em"
The next villian, tap the nigga to you
him, "I don't like him either. Let's kill him"
Ya'll sound crazy (Bzzz)

Buzzin', my and the streets be (Bzzz)
Buzzin', the speakers and the be (Bzzz)
Buzzin', til I kill your mother, your
or four of your cousins like it's nothin' (Bzzz)
"He ain't really the hood nigga

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

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