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

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

They might just won' retaliate, they just be afraid
Some niggaz I fuckin' with come told me what they said
They still wrong, they wasn't let it
That was they that we killed so one of us gotta die

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

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

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

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

I got a up conscience and my thinkin' ain't right
I got a brand new chopper, look slang it tonight
Nigga swellin' up his chest, 'cause I'm his wife
I'm at the bar drinkin' Hennessey, he came with a

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Get out the way now, hey
Get out the way now, busters on the way now, mm
Get out the way now, busters on the way now, uh
Get out the way now, the busters 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