Overview
Neef Buck - Head Bussa lyrics
Is this what you want?
Pistol packing, heavy toeing
Fuck them niggas, I dont know them
Lot of money, no respect, get in,
I cut the check in the face and come out as neck!
Thats what I call rap!
Hurt at the body drop, give his momma a palm
give his bitch a scripture
Have them look
Give his six friends gloves, to put that bitch in the
.
You want in the dirt? go to war with
Who are you to tell them kids what they cant and cant serve at?
You was in the streets, but I put you where the curve at
Nobody gives a fuck, they all say he deserve that
Plus, this paper working and the county say hes a total whack
Loyalty is what we live by, respect is what we die for
We aint clapping niggas no more, we give them encore!
Hook:
Im a head buster, Imma, Imma head buster
Somebody afraid to die tonight?
Im a head buster, Imma, Imma head buster
Somebody afraid to die tonight?
Im a head buster, Imma, Imma head buster
Somebody afraid to die tonight
Im a head buster, Imma, Imma head buster
Somebody afraid to die tonight?
I pull a pound from the drugs, give them a round of applauds
Ready to murder the whole circus, are you clowns picking them off?
Fuck us! Dont let that little fiend do that!
You niggas gotta get shut at before they shoot back!
Lifes just a... till the body is berried,
Nigga, we play your fucking clocks, doing dirty with Harry,
Nigga, fuck you! The sad part, I really used to love you
But a word about them niggas on your ass is that I has to
Roll away that
you gonna put that working!
Fucking on everything you dirty niggas was hurting
Come on through the strip, load the... I put that work in
You niggas aint ready to dance with the devil, so stop flirting!
The Lord, colorful you boys, just pack the church in
Bring the
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No need to bring the nurse in!
Gimmie a day
in the
Punish us win, until its made back... whats up?
Hook:
Im a head buster, Imma, Imma head buster
Somebody afraid to die tonight?
Im a head buster, Imma, Imma head buster
Somebody afraid to die tonight?
Im a head buster, Imma, Imma head buster
Somebody afraid to die tonight
Im a head buster, Imma, Imma head buster
Somebody afraid to die tonight?
Its like damn! I aint seen your ass in a minute
Ill be busy and fuck, all this money Im getting
And man Im good, man Im entertained
Learn to get it from the muscle,
Niggas certified the person who trained it
Put down some youngers on the corners,
Trying to stretch it like a
Intellect is imperative, watch out for the
You know all them niggas who be acting like them bitches
Once they get down to that district, theyll be stitching, stitching, stitching, uh!
Know what it is, when I see the momma handle that
rip him to his face, act like a camel back
Thirty six, thats a prick,... can you handle that?
We fly them birds like them birds bring a
back!
I aint a head buster, Im a bread toucher
Which means I got the cream to get your head mustered
They say the streets miss me, I dont miss the streets
Face friends, them boys loss, Mr. Cheats!
Hook:
Im a head buster, Imma, Imma head buster
Somebody afraid to die tonight?
Im a head buster, Imma, Imma head buster
Somebody afraid to die tonight?
Im a head buster, Imma, Imma head buster
Somebody afraid to die tonight
Im a head buster, Imma, Imma head buster
Somebody afraid to die tonight?
