Luyện nghe bài hát Buss Serves

Started with the blow and went to
Listen to me tell my story and it goes

I was 19
I went to go live with my auntie and noticed she had nice
The and
All of her quite clean
To be working a 9 to 5, she ran a ice cream, team
She put me on
And my it Simon?
Stay grown
That's why my be long
some feds, dumped packs then got custom threads
From serving boofas in KC we say let's buss some heads,
In French village, I went they got the rent building
Got so heavy I no longer benched was a cinched deal I had to Vince neil it
Yelling in microphone and them songs they like it's on
I let go they life of pipe is blown to flowing ignite my home I used to
Buss
Now I, words
Either way or sanging whatever life Im'a just splurge
We had the spot though until it got hot so
Escape I did like El
But nuevas still get fedded

I pull up, up
serves
I up, pull up
Bussin'
Young nigga it back
I up bussin' serves
Young nigga up, pull up
serves (commas)
(Either way be stacking it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my milli rapping it or)
serves (commas)
(Either way be stacking it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my milli from it or)
Bussin'

On my mama
up, I'm bussin' serves
But you won't find me nickle and diming, man I'm off the
find me somewhere rhyming man this flow's absurd
Or maybe find me on my where the pot is stirred
Either way I'm 'bout my pay I'm tryna up my dollars
Ripping the chowder, stomping the powder, it louder, soldier for louder
it to a vato
Jefe, head
El Chapo with the hot
Still logged in with the block
Hit a and make the knot grow
a nigga push it all bro
Pussy pills to Pablo
In dark or night I glow
Old nigga the bag bro
Silly nigga with the mag
Be careful what he his ass for
I'm out one of you assholes
Real shit, but the paper quit when the hit, nigga beep it bool
Shit bricks and quick licks turned ticks, nigga beep it bool
Out here hungry food
All in, refuse to
Bussin' serves or bussin' words, ask about me, I'm that

I pull up, up
Bussin'
I up, pull up
serves
Young nigga chasing it
I pull up serves
Young nigga pull up, up
Bussin' (commas)
(Either way be stacking it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my milli from it or)
Bussin' (commas)
(Either way Im'a be it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my milli rapping it or)
serves

I got my mind on my money, on my mind
It's just something them hundreds, when you thumbing through them signs
I quit fucking with them niggas, cause ain't wan' shine
And that's all I'm do, it's why I grit, it's why I grind
I up bussin' serves nigga all at the trailer parks
I talk money fluent, they ain't it in language arts
Damn nigga street smart, reflex razor sharp
Fall in love with me baby, I'm just gon' break heart
Smash through the sheet, like the fucking
I got of your bitch, on my camcorder
Had to show it to my homies, right here my life mane
Hit a lick with 30, lost 20 at the dice
Fuck it man it's nothing, I swear to god it's
I to down that sucker but I paralyzed his cousin
Oops it, oops fuck it
That come the pop-off
You my son's son li'l nigga, me pawpaw

I pull up, up
Bussin'
I pull up, up
Bussin'
Young chasing it back
I up bussin' serves
Young nigga up, pull up
serves (commas)
(Either way be stacking it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my from rapping it or)
serves (commas)
(Either way be stacking it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my milli from it or)
Bussin'