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Lil Scrappy( Darryl Kevin Richardson )
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Head Bussa Ft. Lil Jon
Let's rise for the international head bussa Wassup, Lil Scrappy? Lil Scrappy Lil Scrappy, BME Click (Who are you?) I'm Lil Jon, okay, boom
We some head bussa, we some head bussa We'll knock a hata out, we some head bussa We some head bussa, we some head bussa We'll knock a hata out, we some head bussa
I'm made up my mind that I'ma strike and I'm ready to fight (Wha wha) Checkin' out my steel killin' every punk nigga in site We expiate, I knew you bitches didn't wanna brawl (Uh what you say?)
Bitch, I'll swang on all of y'all I'm the beast from the East, wit da fangs on my teeth I'll murder all of y'all bitches in da middle of da street And I don't give a fuck if you don't like me
Straight knock yo ass out in to captivity Down South, I'll ride, shoot and kill homicide It be nothin', shawty, till the day that I die We strive, on tearin' heads up
And everywhere we go, we gon' tear dat bitch up We don't give a fuck about havin' no click The A got my back and ain't takin' no shit Excuse me' shawty, get the fuck out my face Befo' we get mad and shoot up the whole place
We some head bussa, we some head bussa We'll knock a hata out, we some head bussa We some head bussa, we some head bussa We'll knock a hata out, we some head bussa
I speak my mind 'cuz bitin' my tongue hurt Murder yo ass and lyrics and put ya face on a shirt Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I'm a mothafuckin' rida 'cuz I thought y'all knew And I reppin' nothin' even it's twenty of you
I think it's plenty of you that really want da shawty dead Watch what ya said, lil shawty, I'm makin' bread Fuck all, y'all born hataz wit hatred blood to match A long way but plus I roll wit G's and Gat'z
And, shawty, matter of fact these trill G's and dub's We ain't talkin' behind yo back and we ain't scared to bust I'm by myself but bein' alone makes you strong I stepped out the porch young so, shawty, I been grown
We some head bussa, we some head bussa We'll knock a hata out, we some head bussa We some head bussa, we some head bussa We'll knock a hata out, we some head bussa
ATL off da chain down here Ya come wit dat gat and no action, you gon' disappear You walk in da club, it's tight like brass knuckles Straight info on hata like be chumpin' off turned brothas
Beatin' in ya door with dat clip on da tech Beatin' down ya block in that 89' Chevy Tellin' stupid bros, we throwin' bows that we ready Screamin', 'Swang, shawty' to da boys dat can't stand me
Yeah, shawty, I'ma ATL slugga Knockin' out heads on you pussy mothafuckaz Shawty be sayin', 'Scrap you, cool boy' But I known in my heart dat I'ma head bussa boy
We some head bussa, we some head bussa We'll knock a hata out, we some head bussa We some head bussa, we some head bussa We'll knock a hata out, we some head bussa
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