Head Buster(Explicit) - Soulja Slim

Chorus We suggest that you n***as don't f**k with us
It's do or die on the streets that
I roam that
I roam That's why
S**t n***as not goin put the chest these days
N***as catch it down bad and bust your motherf**kin head
Put it like that should have had your gat but n***a you chose to slip
And the n***a chose to let all thirty two out this extra clip
Enter your dome let loose gonna meet your momma home
I'll let you slide one time cause she was full of that f**king rome
But you on guard
I don't stun in front of these p***y poppers
I'm from uptown so you know
I got to get you partner
I've been doin this and you just jump in the porshe and new jacks
And I got quick reacts and
I bust em back and hit somethin
F**k the stuntin me and myself might twirk a somethin and hurt somethin
Straight dome shot leave you bald might go on my face and f**k em all
Then walk off with an innocent look on my face
Soon as I get to the corner pick up the pace running like
I'm running a race
Cause I ain't bout no more murder charge catch me
Down here them people fools ya lose you in a second
Get convicted in your life now you trying to appeal
Should have gave them a dome shot should have played them real
I suggest you don't f**k with us
Suggest don't f**k with us
We some hard a*s n***as
Big Ed and
Soulja Slim
N***as bust at us watch us end low and bust at them
Get out the way kids getting hit and s**t
Already split forty rounds and not even a half a clip
B***hes know me as the assassin tip toe and squeezing and blasting
Camoflauge fatigue feared off in a black ski maskin
A No Limit soldier n***a we ain't scared to bring it
N***a I'm tryin to leave the streets behind and put in no wax and singing
And n***a keep my gat trown up like
Trigger finger itching like crabs
Got me strapped tighter then h*es legs wrapped around me when
I stab n***a think got more deadly so
I got more gats
Totin to edge two compacts
It's the S to the
E to the R to the
V to the O to the
N to the T to the
R to the U to the
N to the I to the
G to the K to the
A Can't carry ya drama marry ya
Step across this f**kin line my tank stroll motherf**ker
I straight deal ya
Be like blasting stepping like a f**kin hog
Soulja Slim ya know me
Big Ed get at me dog
I'm still asking the lord to bless me these n***as persist to test me
After the night only the gangsta hell gonna accept me
I'm ready to lay my claim n***as know the game
Ain't s**t changed five hundred dollars
I'm soed up and
I'm still creeping
Round the corner with my mask on got my gloves on ready to get my f**king blast on
So when you see me n***a bow down to this f**king tank
You n***as wanna be like us but you n***as f**king can't
So I'm tired of you motherf**kers asking why
I twist my hat and wear my colors
It's all tank love f**k the others
It's real n***a
Real