Yeah, it's that shit man
What
Bus raps, back of the bus raps
Hot enough to' make her bust And that pistol bust back
Rapid how the busted niggas Actin' on the side
Bet they got in from inside, What's the prize
Shit, bus raps, back of the bus Rap
Hot enough to' make her bust And that pistol bust back
Rapid how busted niggas actin' On the side
Bet they got it from inside, What's the prize
Shit, blood leaks as I close my Eyes
Young teens feel alive, but was Born to die
09, niggas fiends need a Shoulder cry
Time run fast, little boy now Was an older guy
Got gold told pole, it's a lot to Dig
Shot by in the ear, young lads
Really know the drill, get the Bag straight
Like the one who showed him skills, he was known to kill
Shit, he won't reveal, how he Got them little niggas off the Chain
I never was coached, on how to Use a drake
Young money bird, man, let my Niggas out the cage
Normally ridin'w it but today
Somebody walkin' through the Pearly gates
Shit
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Yeah, it's that shit man
What
Bus raps, back of the bus raps
Hot enough to' make her bust And that pistol bust back
Rapid how the busted niggas Actin' on the side
Bet they got in from inside, What's the prize
Shit, bus raps, back of the bus Rap
Hot enough to' make her bust And that pistol bust back
Rapid how busted niggas actin' On the side
Bet they got it from inside, What's the prize
Shit, blood leaks as I close my Eyes
Young teens feel alive, but was Born to die
09, niggas fiends need a Shoulder cry
Time run fast, little boy now Was an older guy
Got gold told pole, it's a lot to Dig
Shot by in the ear, young lads
Really know the drill, get the Bag straight
Like the one who showed him skills, he was known to kill
Shit, he won't reveal, how he Got them little niggas off the Chain
I never was coached, on how to Use a drake
Young money bird, man, let my Niggas out the cage
Normally ridin'w it but today
Somebody walkin' through the Pearly gates
Shit
What
Bus raps, back of the bus raps
Hot enough to' make her bust And that pistol bust back
Rapid how the busted niggas Actin' on the side
Bet they got in from inside, What's the prize
Shit, bus raps, back of the bus Rap
Hot enough to' make her bust And that pistol bust back
Rapid how busted niggas actin' On the side
Bet they got it from inside, What's the prize
Shit, blood leaks as I close my Eyes
Young teens feel alive, but was Born to die
09, niggas fiends need a Shoulder cry
Time run fast, little boy now Was an older guy
Got gold told pole, it's a lot to Dig
Shot by in the ear, young lads
Really know the drill, get the Bag straight
Like the one who showed him skills, he was known to kill
Shit, he won't reveal, how he Got them little niggas off the Chain
I never was coached, on how to Use a drake
Young money bird, man, let my Niggas out the cage
Normally ridin'w it but today
Somebody walkin' through the Pearly gates
Shit
Writer: Lesedi Tsoabisi
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