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Head
bussa
Head
Head

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

Hey yo
Yo, N O R, you can me in my favorite car
Drop lex, black truck, the lazy R
I'm a pitcher, I throw my hits crazy far
And if you is what you smoke hey y'all
I'm never up I got some lead what
And keeps some in my whips
And they just fuck my head up
I'm like whatever God, ain't a nigga guard?

I a Neptune's beat like it's a leather garm
about 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 project
Chicks love us anyway, 'cause we make hits
No re my, I'm good with water and fish
out militainment see we focused
Stand strong in the pain, see me hold my
Or you can me in L.A., with a Mexican midget

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

Yo, yo
See I'm a nigga, I can't fuck wit a Dutch chick
Automatic whips, can't fuck wit a clutch
Jose I'm so relaxed it
The nigga sellin' cracks through a fax machine
Shit tek I hold my gun in the raids
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, these rat bastards
But that's aight 'cause I'm a make more
And I could bad work, still say that it's raw
I make for the poor niggas
The grimey and raw niggas, the ki ki kickin' your door niggas
Go arm wrestle next, see whose I break
I send my little man home to check out late
She a bed crusher, see I'm a bad

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

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

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

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

Duh
a damn thing the same
Look, I'm a see if ya my name
Millionaires, that the game
That got 9/11 clouds and bullets that
calm down this is soldier game
Kill for money, the raw and the
Let me, see you flag, the color of car
Fix your fingers, show me you are

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