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Head
Head
bussa
Head

I don't know you, but I'm a head bussa
I don't know 'bout you, but I'm a head
I don't know you, but I'm a head bussa
I don't know 'bout you, but I'm a head

Hey yo
Yo, N O R, you can catch me in my car
lex, black truck, Gordo the lazy R
I'm like a pitcher, I throw my hits far
And if you is what you smoke hey y'all
I'm faired up I got some lead what
And some chicks in my whips
And always just fuck my head up
I'm like whatever God, a nigga better guard?

I rock a Neptune's beat like it's a leather
Know you, but I'm a bed crusher
See I don't know about you, but I'm a head
You see it's God favorite, he built the bricks
Chicks love us anyway, 'cause we just hits
No re my, I'm good with just and fish
Thugged out militainment see we
strong in the pain, see me hold my pivot
Or you can catch me in L.A., with a midget

I know 'bout you, but I'm a head bussa
I don't 'bout you, but I'm a head bussa
I don't know 'bout you, but I'm a head
I know 'bout you, but I'm a head bussa

Yo, yo
See I'm a Philly nigga, I can't fuck wit a Dutch
whips, can't fuck wit a clutch shit
Jose I'm so it seems
The first nigga sellin' through a fax machine
Shit star tek I my gun in the raids
And I can make planes crash a two way page
Niggas stack like, act like I made mad classics

Like I'm a new artist, these rat bastards
But that's 'cause I'm a still make more
And I could sell bad work, still say it's raw
I make for the poor niggas
The most grimey and raw niggas, the ki ki kickin' your door
Go arm wrestle next, see whose I break
I send my little man have to check out late
She a bed crusher, see I'm a bad

I don't 'bout you, but I'm a head bussa
I don't 'bout you, but I'm a head bussa
I don't know you, but I'm a head bussa

Duh
Ain't a damn thing the
Look, I'm a see if ya my name
Millionaires, that change the
That got 9/11 clouds and bullets grain
Don't calm down is soldier game
for money, the raw and the Caine
Let me, see you flag, the of car nigga
Fix fingers, show me what you are

See I'm a bussa it ain't hard to tell
That I'm a keep makin' hits, it ain't hard to
And def jam niggas put that paper behind us
We left that label, and the hatin' behind us
want beef, it ain't hard to find us
We in the truck, them niggas in path finders and
The scene like N O R E N O R E
People wanna they like N O R E N O R E

Man, I'm town my niggas travel, too
We in L.A. sucked off in Malibu
A new car, ask the Jake, call me "No shit"
'Cause everytime they question me, I don't shit
And hold this, yea just know this
I always henny, hardly know the 'cris
monster wrist, I keep a I'll beat
And niggas hardly like you, your shit still

Duh
Ain't a damn thing the
Look, I'm a see if ya my name
Millionaires, that change the
That got clouds and bullets that grain
Don't calm down this is soldier
for money, the raw and the caine
Let me, see you flag, the of car nigga
Fix fingers, show me what you are

I don't know 'bout you, but I'm a head
I don't know 'bout you, but I'm a head
I know 'bout you, but I'm a head bussa
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