Buss Yo’ Head(Explicit) - Young Buck

Aight rap n***as
Yeah
You got 24 hours to live n***a
Ha ha
Your time's up right motherf**kin now n***a
Dah dah dah dahhhh
Y'all n***as ain't no killers y'all n***as some h*es
And y'all act like gorillas but you already know
If the gangstas feel us then 50 should'ta let me go
All the rappers that was beefin they ain't talkin no mo'
I'll bust they motherf**kin head ho
Who wanna diiiie
I'll bust yo' motherf**kin head ho
I'm read' to riiiide
I'll bust they motherf**kin head ho
Who wanna diiiie
I'll bust yo' motherf**kin head ho
I'm read' to riiiide
Can't wait to see ya homie gotta keep that nina on me
Haters wanna leave me lonely but y'all ain't killin me
F**k you ya ain't feelin me what you eat don't make me s**t
I'm cleanin my artillery and wipin off these hollow tips
Shawty like to swallow d**k and she set up good licks
I treat her like a pit and holla get 'em girl get his brick
You know if you snitch what we do to tattletales
Cut off yo' bottom lip send it to you in the mail
I'm coverin up my trails I smell gunpowder
And the hood hot as hell cause of 48 hours
All my n***as tryin to rob a rapper and get a bird
Take his platinum and his fur get in the back of that hearse
Muh'f**ker
Wad libs
Listen to the devil when he open up his mouth
Be quiet you can hear them bodies callin
Listen to the devil when he open up his mouth
Be quiet you can hear them bodies callin
Yes I brought a a k to my concerts
So I don't need security I put in my own work
I'm walkin with my jewelry I know I ain't from round here
But y'all gon' have to kill me before I lay it down yeah
I was on the news for knockin him out his shoes
But the dude got a son that go to my daughter's school
So I'm cool cause I can grab what he love most
And that's the reason why you see me laughin then go
Pay the bond money let me get back to the streets
The one man army a indian with no chief
I got a bomb on me so e'rybody move slow
Biggie smalls said it if I go you got to go
Wad libs
Beef
Is when I see you n***as on the streets
The barrel of the beretta knock out motherf**kers teeth n***a
Beef
Just when you think it's good to go to sleep
I crawl from under the bed and put a hole in your head homie
Beef
Is probably what you rappers gonna die fo'
It's somethin that we live by somethin that we ride fo'
It's
Beef
So when you see that '72 caprice
With a chopper out the window like buck a motherf**ker
This is
Beef
Just know that there will never be peace
This 40 glock'll make you n***as never sell a cd
And since it's
Beef
Well this might be my last verse
Cause I'mma set it off I'm about to blast first
Wad libs
Hey yeah
N***as know who it is n***a
It's ya homeboy young buck motherf**kers
And I just beat another motherf**kin gun case ha hahhhh
You know what it is n***a
Top of bullets burg the world keeps turnin
Dead bodies come up every day n***a
Get out the way cause I'm comin