Luyện nghe bài hát H.B. HeadBusta

Get out the way now, hey, get out the way now
Get out the way now, busters on the way now, ah, ah
Get out the way now, the busters on the way now, mm
Get out the way, get out the way now

You wonder why I smile and don't make friends
And keep key with new niggaz, 'cause I know dem
I didn't shoot marbles witcha and you no kin
Kissin' ass like you be doin', you ain't no men

The only reason you're talkin' crazy, you drank mo' gin
You can take it there if you want, look you gonna win
And I'm like an example is needed to be made
I'ma take calico and go bust me a head

They might just won' retaliate, might just be afraid
Some I been fuckin' with come told me what they said
They still wrong, they let it ride
That was nigga that we killed so one of us gotta die

Oh yeah, wanna play ha?
Must be underestimatin' me and this 'k ha?
It not be meant for you so please get out the way now
I'm one of the best doin' this, every day now, ah

I'm warnin' ya, I'm ya
A is up in ya area
stand there better be bailin' brah
Or hollow tip bullets tear you up

I'm warnin' ya, I'm ya
A is up in ya area
Don't stand there better be bailin'
Or tip bullets gonna tear you up

I wonder how long it's gonna' take 'fore niggaz I'm not a game
Look at me nigga, you I'm playin'?
Do it look everything in my life goin' correctly?
Bitch, I'ma be bout it the man come get me

I got a fucked up conscience and my thinkin' ain't
I got a brand new chopper, look I'ma slang it
swellin' up his chest, 'cause I'm bangin' his wife
I'm at the bar drinkin' Hennessey, he came a knife

I got my man on the side of me, he him right
He think it's over but he gonna get over tonight
If I got problem witcha I'ma address it, and center
If we beef in January, it won't be December

I'm to get cha outta here like your momma
And your lawyer, stuck four or five open charges
Dealin' with you bitches you're one of my children
Whippin' your ass because you left out the

I'm warnin' ya, I'm ya
A is up in ya area
stand there better be bailin' brah
Or tip bullets gonna tear you up

Fuck with a G ain't never stop
Somebody gotta go it better just have a plot
if not, lil' shit could escalate to big shit
One of your little will be the one pay you a visit

Enticed by them niggaz, they gave him a
Twenty G's, too lies, now he comin' to get cha
my life is like a football field
He done the line of scrimmage is the one I kill
And I feel that the marker should be first and
And I got the ball of course, in to sco', nigga

my motherfuckin' name? Woodie it don't matter
What's this up in my hand? A piece of chrome matter
And I had me a blunt, and a cup of that gin
get scared now motherfucker you in trouble my friend

I'm ya, I'm tellin' ya
A headbusta is up in ya
Don't there better be bailin' brah
Or hollow tip bullets gonna you up

Get out the way now, hey
Get out the way now, head on the way now, mm
Get out the way now, head on the way now, uh
Get out the way now, the head on the way now, uh
Get out the way now, the CMR is on the way now, mm
Get out the way now, a is on the way now