Luyện nghe bài hát Buss Serves

Started with the blow and to flows
Listen to me tell my gutter and it goes

I was 19
I went to go live with my auntie and noticed she had nice
The and
All of her clothes quite
To never be a 9 to 5, she ran a ice cream, team
She put me on
And my it Simon?
Stay remarkably
why my pockets be long
Ducked some feds, dumped packs got custom threads
From boofas in KC we say let's buss some heads, nigga
In French village, I till they got the rent building
Got so heavy I no longer benched skrilla was a deal I had to Vince neil it
Yelling in microphone and write them songs like it's on
I let go they worth of pipe is blown to flowing ignite my home I used to
Buss
Now I, buss
Either way slanging or sanging whatever life Im'a splurge
We had the spot though until it got hot so
I did like El Chapo
But still get fedded vato

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

On my mama
up, I'm bussin' serves
But you won't find me nickle and diming, man I'm off the
Prolly find me somewhere rhyming man this flow's
Or maybe find me on my grinding the pot is stirred
way I'm 'bout 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, honcho
El with the hot flows
Still in with the block though
Hit a thang and make the grow
a nigga push it all bro
Pussy pills to Pablo
In dark or night I glow
Old with the bag bro
Silly with the mag though
Be careful he bust his ass for
I'm out one of you assholes
shit, but the paper quit when the violence hit, nigga beep it bool
Shit bricks and licks turned meal ticks, nigga beep it bool
Out here chasing food
All in, refuse to
Bussin' serves or bussin' words, ask about me, I'm that

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

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

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