Luyện nghe bài hát Head Bussa

Head
Head
Head
bussa

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

Hey yo
Yo, N O R, you can catch me in my car
Drop lex, black truck, the lazy R
I'm like a pitcher, I my hits crazy far
And if you is what you smoke then hey
I'm never faired up I got lead what
And keeps chicks in my whips
And they always just my head up
I'm like whatever God, ain't a better guard?

I rock a Neptune's beat like it's a garm
about you, but I'm a bed crusher
See I know about you, but I'm a head bussa
You see God favorite, he built the project bricks
Chicks love us anyway, 'cause we just hits
No re my, I'm with just water and fish
Thugged out militainment see we
Stand strong in the pain, see me my pivot
Or you can me in L.A., with a Mexican midget

I don't know 'bout you, but I'm a head
I know '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 wit a Dutch chick
whips, can't fuck wit a clutch shit
Jose I'm so relaxed it
The first nigga sellin' cracks a fax machine
Shit tek I hold my gun in the raids
And I can make planes crash through a two way
stack like, act like I ain't made mad classics

Like I'm a new artist, demerit rat bastards
But that's aight 'cause I'm a make more
And I sell bad work, still say that it's raw
I make songs for the niggas
The most grimey and raw niggas, the ki ki your door niggas
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 know you, but I'm a head bussa
I don't know you, but I'm a head bussa
I don't know you, but I'm a head bussa

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

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

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

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

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