Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Buss Yo' Head, artist - Young Buck. Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Buss Yo' Head |
| Your time’s up right motherfuckin now nigga |
| Dah dah dah dahhhh |
| Y’all niggas ain’t no killers, y’all niggas 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) |
| 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 niggas tryin to rob a rapper and get a bird |
| Take his platinum and his fur, get in the back of that hearse |
| Muh’fucker |
| w/ ad 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» |
| w/ ad libs |
| (Beef) Is when I see you niggas 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 niggas 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 |
| w/ ad libs |
| HEY! |
| Yeah |
| Niggas 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! |