Luyện nghe bài hát Bus That

I'm on the right now
of the tour bus, chillin' (Kato on the track bih)
Just to drop some shit
You

1]
Okay, a wise man me
That niggas that you with will probably be your best pals
(Is that right?) Got my ear to the
And I notice dropping shit, I feel left out
(Is that right?) If you in it for the
is real trap music, yeah, you go be a dead mouse
(Is that right?) You on a street
collab or turn it around, that'd be your best route
Listen, y'all to stop with the dissing
No one pays attention, so quit the chitchat
Listen, y'all niggas fishing
You riding me hard and my want my dick back
Listen, these niggas like it's cool
And then run their mouth soon as I'm leaving, why is
Listen, I've touring off an album
I ain't even dropped, you prolly think I that (Nice)
I'm the plate, nigga, you just the dish
The whole Ill series, I done did that
Niggas double taking, whiplash
How you school me when I skip class
Confrontation you is just quick cash
What the fuck you do when your shit crash?
I got the juice, don't get in the splish splash
We don't fit in together, we
I am the misfit that likes
I am colder than ice, I will hold up life
You you up, you were so overhyped
You were no good mics, you'll be gone overnight
I saw my window and I on it right
Plus the flow is precise, I'm rolling the dice
You that you got the shit on lock
Thinking you safe, but homie, I done broken it

All the fucking planet
on my shit, dog
West side, side, north side, south side
on my dick, dog
Snatch yo' freak, I'm nigga
Cash on fleek, I'm that
O.D., I'm that nigga
As for me, I'm nigga
All around the fucking
on my shit, dog
West side, east side, side, south side
on my dick, dog
Snatch yo' freak, I'm nigga
Cash on fleek, I'm that
Past O.D., I'm that
As for me, I'm that

2]
Look, got a brand new
She a law student working real out in Cape Town
(Cape Town, Cape Town) I ill
I hit the beat raw, it was ass up, facedown
(Facedown, facedown) Homie, you shit
You shine, I'ma turn your sunlight into a gray cloud
(Rain, rain) Had to hit you with a new
Saying that I sound like Slim during 8 Mile
You signed your life away to labels
I'm signing big ol' voluptuous titties
I run the city, the ladies are comfortable with me
They're wet and I to go swimming
A feeling (Woo)
I strike that pussy like a hitting (Woo, woo)
say "Oh my god, papi
It's all in my now, your cum is so sticky" (Yikes)
Am I a sellout or
Word on the street is the question is
(Suss) Niggas threw dirt on my
ironic that they just got left in the dust
(The dust) You got head in the clouds?
I am convinced your head is just stuck
Hmm, make me go through my files
And all of your dirty evidence up
(Oh no) Niggas it's on, my pen strong
If one shot I'm Kim Jeong, so bitch, run
I sent bombs like ISIS Islam
You drenched on a light mist of piss, son
Who you know get it like this? There is none
Rip limbs, gone from a sick collision
See my nuts hang low, you can't the big ones
I'm coming, nigga, here, your chick to sip some