Luyện nghe bài hát We Bust

(Silkk talking)
Ok P, I they done fucked up now, right?
We have to bring the down
that 504, ya'll know wha w bout, ya heard me?

chorus 1X
These bitch can't fuck wit' us
We
I I gotta show you niggas you could be touched.
Me and my souljas, we be bout, 50
The life that we livin' we can't or sleep

I'm that 405 backwards
WhereI fell in these
Where niggas ride wit' 20's spinnin' on adaptors.
I'm the Terrordome
niggas sport hair and bone
And there's one major in this city, and each is own.
No for hos
'cause they'll leave you wit' your shit
Set you up
And get cut
And act like they don't know
I'm that dirty
Where niggas will behind that birdie
We use words like say brah and you heard me.

War and
Fuck us and fo' sho die
HIt yo' block from both
GC's and tired
These don't play
Thinkin' a fuckin' game
Bitch hide you rear, but too, we struck to your brain.
Better ask them do they really want war
They'll tell you ah, nope, not wit' dawg
Shit's
Get your cap
your blood spill
Keep this snub, no
these thugs will kill

It's war wit' this six
Known to sell
Down south, thugged out, never gave a
Everybody in muthafucka down to bust
504, nothin' but among us
Ghetto Commission rippin' them up alone the choppers.
TSO know that the niggas street stoppers.
504, the Westbanks real
504, them niggas know the deal

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[Silkk the
Nigga can't be wit', dawg, nigga, no way.
We make go to the FEDz, so they can relocate.
ya'll do it for a couple of hours, we do it for the whole day.
If I gotta do somethin', shit, you know I ta hold weight.
War, we about that
Fuck wit' my clique, I doubt nigga
Leave the in the car, hop up out that nigga
'cause we the figgas
Still the triggas
To myself, type of that'llstay in the cut
quiet ass niggas, really don't say much
Hatas, calls tomorrow, tryin' to make up.
No play slim nigga, hardly lift no weights up.
Project nigga, sip in a cup
19 on the Sedan, come 20's on the truck.
out
NIgga, I love clout
Put it down for my niggas, plus I the South
See niggas that I roll wit', don't gotta second guess that.
put it there, where your chest at
Tank around my neck, ya'll respect that
I don't fight, if you got hands (guns fire) you'll that.

2X

(Krazy talking)
Now
it
Murder muthafuckin' ass nigga
Ghetto Commission
And that Silkk
Haha, and
I'm thuggin'
all love, babay
This No shit deep nigga
You niggas swim
Don't get in the muthafuckin'
'cause get a bomb bitch
We give a fuck
It's no love
Nothin' but
DRAMA!