Luyện nghe bài hát Buss Serves

Started the blow and went to flows
Listen to me my gutter story and it goes

I was 19
I went to go live my auntie and noticed she had nice things
The and
All of her clothes quite
To never be working a 9 to 5, she ran a ice cream,
She put me on
And my with it
Stay remarkably
That's why my be long
Ducked some feds, dumped then got custom threads
From boofas in KC we say let's buss some heads, nigga
In French village, I went till 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 write them they like it's on
I let go life worth of pipe is blown to flowing ignite my home I used to
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Now I, buss
Either way slanging or sanging whatever Im'a just splurge
We had the spot until it really got hot so
I did like El Chapo
But nuevas still get vato

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

On my nigga
Pull up, I'm serves
But you find me nickle and diming, man I'm off the curb
Prolly find me somewhere rhyming man this absurd
Or maybe find me on my grinding the pot is stirred
Either way I'm my pay I'm tryna stack up my dollars
Ripping the chowder, stomping the powder, dumping it louder, soldier for
it to a vato
Jefe, head
El Chapo with the hot
Still logged in with the block
Hit a thang and make the grow
Push a nigga it all bro
Pussy to that Pablo
In dark or night nigga I
Old nigga the bag bro
Silly with the mag though
Be careful what he his ass for
I'm out one of you assholes
Real shit, but the paper quit when the violence hit, beep it bool
Shit bricks and quick licks meal ticks, nigga beep it bool
Out here hungry chasing
All in, refuse to
Bussin' serves or bussin' words, ask about me, I'm that

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

I got my mind on my money, on my mind
It's just something about them hundreds, you thumbing through them signs
I quit fucking with them niggas, they ain't wan' shine
And that's all I'm do, it's why I grit, it's why I grind
I pull up bussin' serves nigga all at the trailer
I talk money fluent, ain't teach it in language arts
Damn that street smart, reflex razor sharp
Fall in with me baby, I'm just gon' break your heart
Smash through the sheet, like the Transporter
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, 20 at the dice game
Fuck it man it's nothing, I swear to god it's
I to down that sucker but I paralyzed his cousin
Oops fuck it, fuck it
That come with the
You my son's son nigga, call me pawpaw

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