Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song H.B. Headbusta, artist - Juvenile. Album song Project English, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2000
Record label: Cash Money
Song language: English
H.B. Headbusta |
Get out the way now, hey. |
get out the way now. |
Get out the way now, headbusters on the way now. |
ahh, ahh |
Get out the way now, the headbusters on the way now. |
mmm |
Get out the way. |
get out the way now. |
You wonder why I don’t smile and don’t make friends |
Or ki-ki with new niggas; |
cause I don’t know dem |
I didn’t shoot marbles witcha and you ain’t no kin |
Kissin ass like you be doin look you ain’t no men |
The only reason you’re talkin crazy cause you drank mo' gin |
You can take it there if you want, look you ain’t gon' win |
And I’m feelin like an example is needed to be made |
I’mma take this calico and go bust me a head |
They might just won’t retailate, they might just be afraid |
Some niggas I been fuckin with controllin what they say |
It’s still on! |
They wouldn’t let me ride |
That was they nigga that we killed so one of us gotta die |
Oh yeah, they wanna play ha? |
Must really be underestimatin me and this 'k ha? |
It must not be meant for you so please get out the way now |
I’m one of the best doin this, bout every day now. |
hah. |
I’m warnin ya, I’m tellin ya |
A HeadBusta is up in ya area |
Don’t stand there better be bailin brah |
Or hollow tip bullets gonna tear you up |
I wonder how long it’s gon' take 'fore niggas realize I’m not a game |
Look at me nigga, you think I’m playin? |
Do it look like everything in my life goin correctly? |
Bitch, I’mma be bout it 'til the man come get me |
I got a fucked up conscience, and my thinkin ain’t right |
I got a brand new child but look I’mma slanger tonight |
Nigga swellin up his chest, cause I’m bangin his wife |
I’m at the bar drinkin Hennessy, he came with a knife |
I got my man on the side of me, he scopin him right |
He think it’s over but he gonna get fucked over tonight |
If I got problem witcha I’mma address it, front and center |
If we beef in January, won’t be until December |
I’m tryin to getcha outta here |
Like your momma and your lawyer, stuck with four or five open charges |
Dealin with you bitches like you’re one of my children |
Whippin your ass because you left out the buildin |
Fuck with a G ain’t gon' never stop |
Somebody gotta go — you better have the better plot |
Cause if not, little shit could escalate to big shit |
One of your little man’sll be the one pay you a visit |
Enticed by them neighbors, they gave him a picture |
Twenty G’s, some toolies, now he comin to getcha |
Wodie my life is like a football field |
He done crossed the line of scrimmage is the one I kill, and I feel |
That the marker should be first and goal |
And I got the ball of course, goin in to sco' - nigga |
What’s my motherfuckin name? |
Wodie it don’t matter |
What’s the shit up in my hand? |
A piece of chrome manner |
And I just had me a blunt, and a cup of that gin |
Don’t get scared now motherfucker you in trouble my friend |
Get out the way now, hey. |
Get out the way now, headbusters on the way now. |
mm |
Get out the way now, headbusters on the way now. |
uhh |
Get out the way now, the headbusters on the way now. |
uhh |
Get out the way now, the CMR is on the way now. |
mm |
Get out the way now, a Ju-ve-nile is on the way now |