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 head 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, I don't know dem
I shoot marbles witcha and you ain't no kin
ass like you be doin', look you ain't no men

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

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

Oh yeah, they wanna ha?
Must really be underestimatin' me and 'k ha?
It must not be for you so please get out the way now
I'm one of the best doin' this, bout 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 gonna you up

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

I wonder how it's 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 life goin'
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 I'ma it tonight
Nigga swellin' up his chest, 'cause I'm bangin' his
I'm at the bar drinkin' Hennessey, he came a knife

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

I'm tryin' to get cha here like your momma
And your lawyer, with 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 headbusta is up in ya
Don't stand there better be brah
Or tip bullets gonna tear you up

Fuck with a G ain't gonna never
Somebody gotta go it just have been a plot
if not, lil' shit could 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, too lies, now he comin' to get cha
Woodie my life is like a football
He done crossed the line of scrimmage is the one I
And I feel that the marker should be and goal
And I got the of course, goin' in to sco', nigga

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

I'm warnin' ya, I'm ya
A is up in ya area
Don't stand there better be bailin'
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, head 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