Luyện nghe bài hát Bust Down

[Verse 1: Mill]
Uh, keepin' the driller, I in the dealer
I'm 'bout to go ham my young niggas (word)
You the rule, if you see me in traffic
dap me, you know I don't fuck with you (word)
Rollin' with Nicki and we in the 'Bach and she
'Cause I the drugs with us (word)
You I'm fresh out the slums, nigga (slums, nigga)
I know it was love, nigga (woo)
I'm in the trenches, I'm hangin' killers
An' robbers an' all of the drug (hitter)
We in the section, we plottin' on takin' your
When you leave out the club, (stick 'em)
no mercy like a 'lago ('lago)
Ain't no money, no convo (convo)
Get bitch some Louboutins, though
In the back, hit it with the (hey-ya)
Bust down, bust (bust down)
Meek back, like, what now? (what now?)
Bitches that way back in the day
All on the kid like, "What up now?" (up now?)
I'm like, "What's up now?" (sup, bitch?)
You fuck that lame an' you stuck now (stuck now)
Bulletproof all in the now (truck now)
in my cup now (cup now)
When you be poppin', niggas dick ridin'
An' pretty bitches want to now (woo)
I'm up now (up now), I guess it's now (love now)
I guess it's all cool (all cool), dope in the dog (dog food)
Lamborghini got her wet, call it a carpool (whoa)

[Chorus: Young
Brr, homicide, got a new Ferrari with the frog on 'em (uh, brr)
Slim, bitch, big titties with some nice thighs on 'em (uh, brr)
Fuck with me, treat you like the nigga, we gon' ride on 'em
I'm a megastrar in a car, baby, slip and slide on you
No we not selfish, this that real gold you can melt
I 'em up and they tailless
I pass a mil' like a quiz
Lil' mama say she won't dick
Lil' mama just want some new
All of my bitches, they bad
Your bitch she was a bad bitch

[Verse 2: Meek
Put some on my name
got me feeling like Baby
Diamonds, on me, go crazy
Laurent on me, so wavy
Fucking in around, we fucking around
I can't fuck with these niggas, they
I know your fugazi
I know the who made it (who made it)
Frauds, I know niggas gon' talk about 'em (yeah yeah)
We gettin' money, talk about it (yeah yeah)
We never ever gon' talk it (yeah yeah)
We only trappin' and dollars
Wait, wait, wait, I'm tryna flip it, get all the (flip it)
I have this named [??]
I told that nigga I'm sorry it
popping in a dog filter
I'm a dog, I'm a dog (yeah)
I'm a shooter, I call niggas (what)
On the like Wall nigga
hit her with the woooh
In the Wraith, in the roof
Light her up like
In the Ghost, playing
Wait, wait, wait, niggas can't me out, hey
I got dick in her house, hey
I keep a in the couch, hey
Sit on that in a drought, hey
it for triple the amount, hey
Stack it up, bag it up, add it up, ready for shipping we it out

[Chorus: Young
Brr, homicide, got a new Ferrari the frog eyes on 'em (uh, brr)
Slim, thick bitch, big titties with some nice on 'em (uh, brr)
Fuck with me, treat you like the street nigga, we gon' on 'em
I'm a in a foreign car, baby, slip and slide on you
No we not selfish, this that real gold you can melt
I 'em up and they tailless
I pass a mil' a damn quiz
Lil' mama say she won't suck
mama just want some new kicks
All of my bitches, they bad
bitch wish she was a bad bitch

[Verse 3: Thug]
Hold up, my lil' bitch some new Chucks
up, suck on that dick, baby
Suck it, suck it 'til you get the
Ha, at the wrist
Drift on that dick and catch
Hop out the
Hop out uno dos tres
Hah, bitch, I'm
Popping them percs by the
She say I taste a pimp
I say at least you won't
Jump out that bitch from the
Slurp, baby, slurp, baby,
it up until you burp
Rihanna, Rihanna, work, work, work,
We popping
We bubblegums (yeah yeah yeah)
We popping bubblegums, (yeah yeah)
We pop like
It's our now
We popping
We coming for some
You know you some
He ain't know we keep down
I'ma keep going, never never
Never let 'em have it, let 'em have it
Grab them triggers, nigga, let 'em have it
[??], see this
Now I'm freezed though, give me
Jewellery
Lost a mil', got it back, nigga, please believe us

[Chorus: Young
Brr, homicide, got a new with the frog eyes on 'em (uh, brr)
Slim, thick bitch, big titties with some nice on 'em (uh, brr)
Fuck me, treat you like the street nigga, we gon' ride on 'em
I'm a megastrar in a foreign car, baby, slip and on you
No we not selfish, this that real gold you can melt
I paint 'em up and they
I pass a mil' like a damn
Lil' mama say she won't suck
Lil' mama just want new kicks
All of my bitches, they bad
Your wish she was a bad bitch