Luyện nghe bài hát Bustin Back

Motherfuckers at me, you better believe I'm bustin back (2x)

1

Mutha fuckaz at, war, an they line up at the
Nigga what you robbin me for, bailin the killaz
Took a at the door, nigga you ain't know
no art of that war, fuck war
We can take it to the streets, bone an it's on when we meet
ride alone 'cause I roll one deep
Black on me like a sheep, I creep
In the mist of the fog the dark at your home in your city
It's a when you fuck with the chi
if I die, then you got, dot to the dot to the dot
An why, 'cause you fuckin with the bitch
a lethal pilla, an smoke the 9 like a phat philla
'cause I'm a at war, nigga fuck a bone killa
Every bitch come ride wit a nigga, never zone nigga
Step my zone, nigga feel tha vibe of a chrome
beam an it see that your gone
Not many men kill in they zone, we strong
wanna run up then it's on, lets go
An you up to some, no play
catch you on yo off day
Hit yo ass in the wit a bat time to war play
Nigga hoes, an yo wife too, yo bitch an your rap
An yo style an yo too
no tellin what we might do
Rap-a-lot muthafucka, an I'm down with the crew
An now I for the right 2
Split yo head down the center like like atomic
Boom! did yo dawg an you who
Switch bitch 'fore you ask what which you die soon

(chorus 2x)

We some windaz, k-i-l-l, be killed
(mutha fuckaz bust at me, you better I'm bustin back)

2

Nigga what's all bluffin 'fo
Steady mackin tough, but we know some hoes
wrong to the sny or do or die,
The whole gonna roll
So what up bitch, you fucked up now, pal
Disrespect the wrong town,
Step wit a fully, clip wit a bully, stop I gotta
gotta pull it, clone what
An leave yo whole click get
Fuck left bone stuck, bone fucked
All your boys hollerin bone duck, was that
Children cryin fo tellin we be goin to work
This chi cap peela
Hit 'em up for knockin the world for a
Yo punk don't play so you get a little
Nigga war pack the atf blast out
Yo whole gun started bitch faster, I hit the stash out
Get the cash out, I get the gas out, then we out
Nigga, out, mash out, hit the next bitch
An shout now from the lexus
Fuck bone 'cause on in my city, so stick it, stick it
it, stick it, bitch now what?

3

I'm sick of all bullshit
Watch a muthafucka full flip, I pull it
Can't wait til I see you, to bad I wanna be you
An no doubt creep too, blast yo ass wit a three-two
My four-five gonna you, bone
Thug ass harmonies, you can't wit the chi town armory
Hit 'em all when come wit these
Caulk an puff the weed, so keep yo eyes on the master 3
Come out an let us see, how laughter jokes can be
When you come here from that east
For fuckin wit the wrong cat, me in yo hoes lap
An what you for, you gonna find
holes in my gold gat
In full ass do you muthafuckaz do you hoes
I know high on green, you messed
Pass out all stressed up, I'm at the end of the so catch up
'cause we y'all keep in wit the masters
An I'm in it to win it, will I a bitch
I'm my brothers keeper til i, die an deserve this

(chorus 4x)

4

Better be wit a mack 10
assassin blastin, killin mutha fuckaz passion
Bullets we load them thangs
So muthafuckaz hoes who strain
I can hear voices prayin, none of y'all bitches adapt to pain
Well if you can't up pain, pick up pain
Say my name, a to the k
On that note nigga I yo casket bastard
That flower shit thats high an
to be, y'all bitches ain't cold to me, it was told to me
That y'all react to drama when it comes to guns an
Ain't gotta do the po's, yo click ain't too
Our to serve a bitch
Only chi town do run it like this
Only chi niggaz do run it like this
Only chi town niggaz do run it this
Take yo wig, flip you bitch, our roads
We'll break souls, like triple darkness they say we cold
My 9 millimeter, oh shit, 1 clip, 2
An yo whole crew sick my dick
An you hollin hot ones, my be hollerin hot ones
Dig my shit then I shot one, does that I got one
That all you bitches dodge for life
You pocket, heres yo strap(strap) fo life(life)

(chorus 4x)