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neef buck - head bussa lyrics

is this what you want?
pistol packing, heavy toeing
f-ck them n-gg-s, i don’t know them
lot of money, no respect, get in,
i cut the check in the face and come out as neck!
that’s what i call rap!
hurt at the body drop, give his momma a palm
…give his b-tch a scripture
have them look …
give his six friends gloves, to put that b-tch in the….
you want in the dirt? go to war with…
who are you to tell them kids what they can’t and can’t serve at?
you was in the streets, but i put you where the curve at
n-body gives a f-ck, they all say he deserve that
plus, this paper working and the county say he’s a total whack
loyalty is what we live by, respect is what we die for
we ain’t clapping n-gg-s no more, we give them encore!

hook:
i’m a head buster, i’mma, i’mma head buster
somebody afraid to die tonight?
i’m a head buster, i’mma, i’mma head buster
somebody afraid to die tonight?
i’m a head buster, i’mma, i’mma head buster
somebody afraid to die tonight
i’m a head buster, i’mma, i’mma 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?
f-ck us! don’t let that little fiend do that!
you n-gg-s gotta get shut at before they shoot back!
life’s just a.. till the body is berried,
n-gg-, we play your f-cking clocks, doing dirty with harry,
n-gg-, f-ck you! the sad part, i really used to love you
but a word about them n-gg-s on your -ss is that i has to
roll away that… you gonna put that working!
f-cking on everything you dirty n-gg-s was hurting
come on through the strip, load the.. i put that work in
you n-gg-s ain’t ready to dance with the devil, so stop flirting!
the lord, colorful you boys, just pack the church in
bring the… another person!
no need to bring the nurse in!
gimmie a day… in the…
punish us win, until it’s made back.. what’s up?

it’s like d-mn! i ain’t seen your -ss in a minute
i’ll be busy and f-ck, all this money i’m getting
and man i’m good, man i’m entertained
learn to get it from the muscle,
n-gg-s 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 n-gg-s who be acting like them b-tches
once they get down to that district, they’ll be st-tching, st-tching, st-tching, uh!
know what it is, when i see the momma handle that
…rip him to his face, act like a camel back
thirty six, that’s a pr-ck, .. can you handle that?
we fly them birds like them birds bring a… back!
i ain’t a head buster, i’m a bread toucher
which means i got the cream to get your head mustered
they say the streets miss me, i don’t miss the streets
face friends, them boy’s loss, mr. cheats!

- neef buck lyrics

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