Luyện nghe bài hát Buss Serves

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

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

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

On my nigga
Pull up, I'm serves
But you won't find me nickle and diming, man I'm off the
Prolly find me somewhere rhyming man flow's absurd
Or maybe find me on my where 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, for louder
it to a vato
Jefe, head
El Chapo with the hot
logged in with the block though
Hit a thang and make the grow
Push a 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
Real shit, but the quit when the violence hit, nigga beep it bool
Shit bricks and quick licks turned meal ticks, nigga beep it
Out here hungry food
All in, to lose
Bussin' or bussin' words, ask about me, I'm that dude

I pull up, up
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I pull up, up
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Young chasing it back
I up bussin' serves
Young pull up, pull up
Bussin' (commas)
(Either way I'mma be it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my milli from it or)
Bussin' (commas)
(Either way be stacking it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my milli from it or)
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I got my mind on my money, money on my
just something about them hundreds, when you thumbing through them signs
I quit fucking with them niggas, cause they ain't wan'
And all I'm tryna do, it's why I grit, it's why I grind
I pull up bussin' nigga all at the trailer parks
I talk fluent, they ain't teach it in language arts
Damn that nigga street smart, reflex sharp
in love with me baby, I'm just gon' break your heart
Smash through the sheet, the fucking Transporter
I got film of your bitch, on my
Had to show it to my homies, this right my life mane
Hit a lick with 30, lost 20 at the game
it man it's nothing, I swear to god it's nothing
I tried to down sucker but I paralyzed his cousin
fuck it, oops fuck it
That come the pop-off
You my son li'l nigga, call me pawpaw

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