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Juvenile: H.B. head busta

[Juvenile] 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 niggaz; 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'ma take this calico and go bust me a head They might just won't retailate, they might just be afraid Some niggaz 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.. [Chorus: repeat 2X] 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 [Juvenile] I wonder how long it's gon' take 'fore niggaz 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'ma 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'ma 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'ma 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 [Chorus] [Juvenile] 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 [Chorus] [Juvenile] 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
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