letra de bussin - spazzoffabar
[verse 1]
b-tch, i’m bussin’
(bussin’)
glock .40 with a d-ck, mag dumpin’
hit you and yo kids, i don’t give a f-ck who gettin’ hit
caught his ass in traffic and we flippin’ whip
stupid lil’ n-gga should’ve stayed in the crib then
(should’ve stayed at home, p-ssy)
[verse 2]
had to stop dissin’ dead opps, n-ggas want my head
blue flag on this b-tch with a red dot
n-gga, what you sayin’?
(i’m like, what you sayin’, n-gga?)
[verse 3]
pistol-whip yo wife, had her cryin’ on the floor
roundhouse kick yo newborn, i’m a demon to the core
nah, i’m lyin’ like a b-tch—yo wife a sl-t, she a wh0re
took the 9 out her throat, she was beggin’ for some more
i even had her crack fours—
i mean foes in this b-tch
had her crack fives too—
six times in this b-tch
7.62 ate him up, we f-ckin’ up yo ribs
tec-9 blew his mind
ten toes down, can’t fold, break, or bend
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