Luyện nghe bài hát Buss Serves

Started the blow and went to flows
Listen to me tell my 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 clean
To be working a 9 to 5, she ran a ice cream, team
She put me on
And my with it
Stay grown
That's why my pockets be
some feds, dumped packs then got custom threads
From serving boofas in KC we say buss some heads, nigga
In French village, I till they got the rent building
Got so heavy I no longer skrilla was a cinched deal I had to Vince neil it
Yelling in and write them songs they like it's on
I let go they worth of pipe is blown to flowing ignite my home I used to
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Now I, buss
way slanging or sanging whatever life Im'a just splurge
We had the spot until it really got hot so
Escape I did like El
But nuevas still get fedded

I pull up, up
Bussin'
I up, pull up
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Young nigga chasing it
I pull up bussin'
Young nigga pull up, up
Bussin' (commas)
(Either way I'mma be it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my milli from it or)
serves (commas)
(Either way be stacking it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my milli rapping it or)
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On my mama
up, I'm bussin' serves
But you won't me nickle and diming, man I'm off the curb
Prolly me somewhere rhyming man this flow's absurd
Or maybe find me on my grinding the pot is stirred
Either way I'm 'bout my pay I'm tryna up my dollars
Ripping the chowder, stomping the powder, dumping it louder, for louder
it to a vato
Jefe, honcho
El Chapo with the hot
Still logged in with the block
Hit a thang and make the grow
Push a push it all bro
pills to that Pablo
In dark or night nigga I
Old nigga the bag bro
nigga with the mag though
Be what he bust his ass for
I'm airing out one of you
Real shit, but the paper quit when the hit, nigga beep it bool
Shit and quick licks turned meal ticks, nigga beep it bool
Out here hungry chasing
All in, refuse to
Bussin' serves or bussin' words, ask me, I'm that dude

I pull up, up
Bussin'
I up, pull up
Bussin'
Young nigga chasing it
I up bussin' serves
nigga pull up, pull up
Bussin' (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

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

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