Luyện nghe bài hát You See It (Buss It)

When you see my smilin', I'm frownin'
You think you're really wildin'? I'm killa
Meaning I don't a fuck about nothing you say that you do
Because stupid is how sounded
Nigga you think you me, but only if you knew me
Homie, you leave me by my lonely
I'm thinking death and
of blood and pus and I ain't looking for nothing but trouble
Thinking of murdering you I'm just lounging
(That's just the devil, the devil)
Block it out and keep it
I'm evil and it's pussy I'm pursuing
Gimme the Bible, yes I need it 'cause Nina's in ruin
Mentally I'm fuckin' up when really I don't know what I'm
My tolerance for physical has gained rapidly
I'm gobbling more thizzles then thangs but it came at me
The holy father must have and became mad at me
Because I'm pondering a insane strategy
How to end it all (Yeah), men will fall (Yeah)
Any sin I saw (Yeah), Nina involved (Yeah)
You don't really want it with me punk you don't the gall
The taste of blood on my tongue makin' me want to
No sentimental shit, death is the
For any bitch you try to this
get your temple hit
'Bout to bubble, about to pop just like a get
Send it something so I'm so not for simple shit
So teeter mothafucka if you want it
But just keep it to the left of me, crazy the death of me
Pussy money more blood and guts is the recipe
Half and hell of for Nina is a necessity
Good and bad is fightin' me and I'm the referee
is looking like it is evil getting the best of me
Bitches think I'm pleasant and wantin' the sex with me
I'm promisin' you I'm losing it, you really want to mess with me

You don't wanna see me run up with the (Cock back)
Make it chicka bang (You don't want it with me)
If you don't really want it (Fall back)
'Cause to killas it ain't never been a thang (You don't it with me)
And I can get in to ya if you you really want it
One of us ain't gonna it out
You don't want it me
I'm sick and psycho grab ya feelin' like a Michael
Push it you'll see what I'm 'bout
You don't it with me

Betta load up drums
Load up your
Everybody better get to
You don't it with me
I'm a lyrical cynical ya pinnacle
anybody when I see they really want it with me
Techa-ninna told me get money
And never been
on a nigga when he comin' funny with me
Follow the beat follow your
the weed keys G's
And a quarter pound of bullets with a
Mister known for getting it poppin'
You niggas be
And when you do albums be floppin'
When I spit it
Man better yet when I drop it
Your gone cop it
She even you nigga go cop it
You want it with me
I'll fuck your life up a disease
I'm your dreams
With a fully auto choppa them
Mayne
Ya life ain't shit but a
So just remember your breathin' you don't want it with me

You don't see me run up with the thang (Cock back)
Make it chicka bang bang (You don't want it me)
If you really want it nigga (Fall back)
'Cause to killas it never been a thang (You don't want it with me)
And I can get in to ya if you feel you really it
One of us gonna make it out
You don't want it me
I'm kinda sick and psycho grab ya feelin' like a
Push it you'll see I'm talking 'bout
You don't want it me

And you want it from me
See I'm believing that people are really angels and
Instead of beings
I'm feelings of wanting to be the cause of you bleeding
Causin' your to be grieving now your soul is leaving
Entered in my mind the raw holy words and religious
Keep 'em mutilated like cannibal serpent rattles
I'm seeing shadows and bodies from gallows
As I'm sitting in a circle by seven candles
My eyes rolls back, I in tongues, I bleed from gums
It's time to hit the streets guns
I'm bustin' seventy laughin' as the people run
I plead to be from these evil deeds I've done
Until the pain coincides with my violence and
Oh the humanity, why does he stabbing me
But it's me that I'm stabbing, self-inflicted wounds
The Hitchcock of hip-hop, the end is comin'

You don't wanna see me run up the thang (Cock back)
Make it chicka bang bang (You don't it with me)
If you don't really it nigga (Fall back)
'Cause to killas it ain't never been a thang (You don't want it me)
And I can get in to ya if you you really want it
One of us gonna make it out
You don't want it me
I'm kinda sick and psycho grab ya feelin' a Michael
Push it you'll see what I'm talking
You want it with me