Luyện nghe bài hát Buss Serves

Started with the blow and went to
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 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 pockets be
Ducked feds, dumped packs then got custom threads
From serving boofas in KC we say let's some heads, nigga
In French village, I went till got the rent building
Got so heavy I no longer benched skrilla was a deal I had to Vince neil it
Yelling in and write them songs they like it's on
I let go they life 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 though until it really got hot so
Escape I did like El
But nuevas get fedded vato

I up, pull up
Bussin'
I up, pull up
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Young nigga it back
I pull up bussin'
Young nigga up, pull up
Bussin' (commas)
(Either way I'mma be it)
(On my, mama)
(Making my milli from it or)
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(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 find me nickle and diming, man I'm off the curb
Prolly find me somewhere man this flow's absurd
Or find me on my grinding where the pot is stirred
Either way I'm 'bout my pay I'm tryna up my dollars
Ripping the chowder, stomping the powder, it louder, soldier for louder
it to a vato
Jefe, head
El Chapo the hot flows
Still logged in with the though
Hit a thang and the knot grow
Push a push it all bro
pills to that Pablo
In dark or nigga I glow
Old with the bag bro
Silly with the mag though
Be what he bust 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 turned meal ticks, nigga it bool
Out here hungry chasing
All in, refuse to
serves or bussin' words, ask about me, I'm that dude

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

I got my on my money, money on my mind
It's something about them hundreds, when you thumbing through them signs
I fucking with them niggas, cause 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' nigga all at the trailer parks
I money fluent, they 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 fucking
I got film of your bitch, on my
Had to show it to my homies, this right my life mane
Hit a with 30, lost 20 at the dice game
Fuck it man it's nothing, I swear to god it's
I tried to down that sucker but I his cousin
Oops fuck it, fuck it
come with the pop-off
You my son's son li'l nigga, call me

I pull up, up
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I up, pull up
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Young nigga chasing it
I pull up serves
nigga pull up, pull up
Bussin' (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 milli rapping it or)
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