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da headbussaz - u see we poe lyrics

(feat. crunchy black)

[intro: dj paul]
yeah yeah what yeah yeah motherf-cker
yeah yeah motherf-cker what!
ooooooooweeee! da headbussaz in this motherf-cker
dj paul, fiend, juicy j, new orleans, memphis, it’s going down!

[chorus x2: project pat]
we smokin bud, sippin siz-urp, and poppin pills
we smokin bud, sippin siz-urp, and poppin pills
yo car b-mping riding clean and you see we poe
and now you wonderin why we kickin in yo back doe

[verse 1: fiend]
they call me fiend, da adaquate tactics (?)
mask on my face sayin’ “b-tch, make me use dis automatic”
mind shot, define stop it i can’t do it
bet he load them boys hoes so lets get to it
i’m countin my last nickels and quarters
was bothered straight to his daughter, a purple water menauger (?)
conscience never bothered becuz i done had it da hardest
whether da money show, we’ll probably kill him regardless
spotted out da targets boy get ready to get him off ya
choke em hit em split him crossin da bridge then we toss em
countin fettuce for lettuce you wishin you never met us
to only come encountered with 17th survivor methods
the crushin of tin (?) address it again stress after da gin
cut up da bodys and leave em in garbage bins
behind da route 2 all lethal
layin down yall people and got away with a g full

[chorus x2: project pat]
we smokin’ bud, sippin siz-urp, and poppin pills
we smokin’ bud, sippin siz-urp, and poppin pills
yo car b-mpin’ ridin’ clean and you see we poe
and now you wonderin why we kickin in yo back doe

[verse 2: juicy “j”]
everytime you see a playa, i’m livin nice
i’m ridin’ big boys and cars, just check da price
they call me e-bay black tar, wit glisten’ ice
that drank dat bud light cold beer, and shoot dem dice
all in da club wit dem thugs, dat start dem fights
who da buckest up in here is it left or right
so pop yo pills, show yo grill and sniff dem rice
i’m gonna drank and get da sh-tty face all night

[verse 3: crunchy black]
ridin in da motherf-ckin mean jo green
lexus with my kin folks and we sippin on lean
bout to go do da d-mn f-ckin’ thing
i tell my n-gg- to p-ss me dat green
roll roll roll roll, fire up da dope
i like to be hi when i kick in ya doe’ (door)
i told yall n-gg-z i ain’t playin’ no mo’
get down my n-gg- get down on dat floor

[verse 4: dj paul]
da bigga da ruger da bigga da luger come out it
you want da city carry on hoe cuz b-tch i’m bout it
i hope you good cuz we really got these silencers
before ya boys know we rip ya braids in back of ya
ya eyes all open, ya girl screamin ya boys runnin
but me and my n-gg-z are still automatic gunnin
steady lettin off shots til it ain’t no movin’in
all of you b-tches gonna die if i got somethin to do with it
this sh-t is real i thought i’d be tha first to let ya know
i send mo’ killers than sauce is sent out at scarface hoe
and have some smoke comin out you hoe’s car does
while i’m at da matrix smokin on some do’do’
you should’ve known f-ckin with me was a no, no
but then you had to try to show out in da studio
so i’m a let you get da chance to show me what you bout
and try to rap dat sh-t with bullets through yo’ f-ckin mouth

- da headbussaz lyrics

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