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I know 'bout you, but I'm a head bussa I don't know 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 head
Hey yo Yo, N O R, you can me in my favorite car Drop lex, truck, Gordo the lazy R I'm like a pitcher, I throw my crazy far And if you is what you then hey y'all I'm never faired up I got lead what And some chicks in my whips And they just fuck my head up I'm like whatever God, ain't a nigga guard?
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I know 'bout you, but I'm a head bussa I know 'bout you, but I'm a head bussa I don't 'bout you, but I'm a head bussa I know 'bout you, but I'm a head bussa
Yo, yo See I'm a Philly nigga, I can't fuck wit a chick Automatic whips, can't wit a clutch shit Jose I'm so it seems The first nigga cracks through a fax machine Shit star tek I hold my gun in the And I can make planes crash through a two way Niggas stack like, act I ain't made mad classics
Like I'm a new artist, demerit these rat But that's aight I'm a still make more And I could sell bad work, still say that raw I make songs for the poor The most grimey and raw niggas, the ki ki your door niggas Go arm next, see whose neck I break I my little man home have to check out late She a bed crusher, see I'm a bad
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 head
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See I'm a bussa it ain't hard to tell That I'm a makin' hits, it ain't hard to sell And them def jam niggas put that 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 wanna scream they like N O R E N O R E
Man, I'm town my niggas travel, too We in L.A. getting' sucked off in A new car, ask the Jake, call me "No shit" 'Cause everytime they question me, I know shit And hold this, yea nigga just know I always henny, hardly know the 'cris Straight monster wrist, I a I'll beat And hardly like you, your shit still weak
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