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  • Текст песни Birdman - Head Busta

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    You know what I'm sayin'
    You know what I be like
    Sometimes I just have to be that
    Better you than me nigga
    I would talk : what up K
    Fuck 'em
    You heard me

    [Refrain:]
    Gone get you head busta fuckin with the homies
    Fuckin with my family nigga knows you been so phones
    Gone get you head busta fuckin with my G's
    Fuckin with my G's pussy niggas gone bleed
    Nigga I'm a head busta yeah I'm a head busta
    Nigga bust ya head mothafucker I'm a head busta
    Yeah I'm a head busta I straight head busta
    Empty on these clips only bitch give you some head busta

    [Verse 1:]
    Nigga mac in the 9 homey thats how I roll
    Standin' on my throne nigga I call it home
    Champs for the sim homey that's what we use
    Knock 'en but the shoes get them pussies nigga blues
    How price life get the whips and the jewels
    Murder is a mothafucker last what we do
    Go tem for stripes
    Good with the two
    Five star G
    Never gone loose
    On the other side it's just a up town thang
    On another hit nigga bring a repain
    Hit it while them slipping
    Get em while them dipping
    Call em in your car and they know we straight flipping
    Bouncin' with the chicks keep tha nine on the hip
    Lil may nigga and you know I run shit
    Gotta get the money pain and the feuds
    Pain what we ride pain make me do

    [Refrain]

    [Verse 2:]
    Ya understand me home'
    And your love on these streets nigga
    I love it to hustle I love it to muscle
    I love it to money
    I know we gotta a lot of pain from these streets
    It seems like there's no gang but

    Money is the muscle on the streets but a dufle bag, garbage bag
    Play with me nigga I'ma bust yo ass
    Play with the family I won't see your whole family cry
    Your whole family die and the nigga and I wonder why
    Ride for soldiers ride fo' hustlers ride for them real niggas with the muscle
    Straight in the situation
    Niggas got a problem homey
    Nigga bein' beefin' homey
    Nigga's being creepin on
    Late them up nigga put 'em in a shit of bag
    Put 'em in a body bag zip 'em with a toe tag
    Sell 'em whole thang
    Pull the champ for the tears
    Pull the champ for the homies that's not here

    [Refrain]

    [Verse 3:]
    (Yeah believe that)
    Fallin' nigga 50 they came back with it
    Give him all the game and he wouldn't go and get it
    He gave the nigga 20 another nigga 10
    And 5 came shot lil when he couldn't win
    Lil when couldn't win cuz he fuckin' with the homey
    Against a lil nigga and never been phoney
    Callin' him in his whip now he couldn't slip
    Callin' while he's slipping so you know he gotta flip
    The other lil' nigga gave him 20 as a pounce
    Told him hold it down and he run up-town
    He came back with it but he gave the nigga 5
    Nigga play with 'em and you know the nigga die
    I gave the nigga 2 hundred on them thangs
    He brought it all back nigga gave me all my chains
    Brought 'em one back he play with the chains
    Nigga don't play so me made those haters swain

    [Refrain]

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