Текст (слова) песни: Young Buck - Buss Yo` Head

[Chorus: Young Buck]
Y`all niggaz ain`t no killers, y`all niggaz some hoes
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 motherfuckin head ho (who wanna diiiie?)
I`ll bust yo` motherfuckin head ho (I`m read` to riiiide)
I`ll bust they motherfuckin head ho (who wanna diiiie?)
I`ll bust yo` motherfuckin head ho (I`m read` to riiiide)

[Young Buck]
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
Fuck you, ya ain`t feelin me, what you eat don`t make me shit
I`m cleanin my artillery and wipin off these hollow-tips
Shawty like to swallow dick, 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 niggaz tryin to rob a rapper and get a bird
Take his platinum and his fur, get in the back of that hearse
Muh`fucker

[Chorus w/ ad libs]

[Interlude]
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)

[Young Buck]
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"

[Chorus w/ ad libs]

[Young Buck]
(Beef) Is when I see you niggaz on the streets
The barrel of the beretta knock out motherfuckers teeth nigga
(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 motherfucker
This is (beef); just know that there will never be peace
This 40-Glock`ll make you niggaz NEVER sell a CD
And since it`s (beef) well this might be my last verse
Cause I`ma set it off, I`m about to blast first

[Chorus w/ ad libs]

[Outro: Young Buck]
HEY! Yeah
Niggaz know who it is nigga
It`s ya homeboy Young Buck motherfuckers!
And I just beat another motherfuckin gun case, ha hahhhh!
You know what it is nigga
Top of Bullets-burg, the world keeps turnin
Dead bodies come up every day nigga
Get out the way! CAUSE I`M COMIN!!

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Young Buck - Buss Yo` Head [Chorus: Young Buck] Y`all niggaz ain`t no killers, y`all niggaz some hoes 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 motherfuckin head ho (who wanna diiiie?) I`ll bust yo` motherfuckin head ho (I`m read` to riiiide) I`ll bust they motherfuckin head ho (who wanna diiiie?) I`ll bust yo` motherfuckin head ho (I`m read` to riiiide) [Young Buck] 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 Fuck you, ya ain`t feelin me, what you eat don`t make me shit I`m cleanin my artillery and wipin off these hollow-tips Shawty like to swallow dick, 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 niggaz tryin to rob a rapper and get a bird Take his platinum and his fur, get in the back of that hearse Muh`fucker [Chorus w/ ad libs] [Interlude] 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) [Young Buck] 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" [Chorus w/ ad libs] [Young Buck] (Beef) Is when I see you niggaz on the streets The barrel of the beretta knock out motherfuckers teeth nigga (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 motherfucker This is (beef); just know that there will never be peace This 40-Glock`ll make you niggaz NEVER sell a CD And since it`s (beef) well this might be my last verse Cause I`ma set it off, I`m about to blast first [Chorus w/ ad libs] [Outro: Young Buck] HEY! Yeah Niggaz know who it is nigga It`s ya homeboy Young Buck motherfuckers! And I just beat another motherfuckin gun case, ha hahhhh! You know what it is nigga Top of Bullets-burg, the world keeps turnin Dead bodies come up every day nigga Get out the way! CAUSE I`M COMIN!! Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Buss Yo` Head: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/124/1/2139.html Все тексты песен: Young Buck » Young Buck - Hold On » Young Buck - Clean Up Man » Young Buck - Purse First » Young Buck - Do It Like Me » Young Buck - Bonafide Hustler » Young Buck - Slow Ya Roll » Young Buck - Buss Yo` Head » Young Buck - Dickie Fits » Young Buck - U Ain`t Goin` Nowhere » Young Buck - Buck The World » Young Buck - Money In The Bank » Young Buck - Hard Hitters » Young Buck - Welcome To The South » Young Buck - Push Em Back » Young Buck - » Young Buck - G-Shit » Young Buck - Black Gloves » Young Buck - Stomp » Young Buck - Thou Shall » Young Buck - Thug In The Club Рекомендуем скачать: » Георгий Дубенецкий - Размышления одинокого мужчины в иноземной гостинице накануне 8 марта » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - На наших глазах » Гарин Юрий - Население Москвы » Гости из Будущего - Хэй, ди-джей » Георгий Васильев - Горчица » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - В каждом доме » Георгий Васильев - Альма-матерь » Гости из Будущего - Лучшее в тебе » Геннадий Жуков - Когда еще был я зелен и мал... » Геннадий Чугуев - Я тебя не придумал, ты есть... » Геннадий Жуков - Видение на Мертвом Донце » Гражданская Оборона - Кабуки » Голицына Катерина - Оперок » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - В стену головой » Гайк Мкртчян - Если б был я зав. аптекой... » Гиви Чрелашвили - Черные ангелы, белые черти » Геннадий Жуков - Помня, что ты птица » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Недобитые тела » Гулько Михаил - Синее небо России » Геннадий Чугуев - Точка. Дальше. Дальше...
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