Young Buck - Buss Yo' Head lyrics

Aight rap niggaz (yeah)
You got 24 hours to live nigga (ha ha)
Your time's up right motherfuckin now nigga
Dah dah dah dahhhh

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)

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

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 AK 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"

(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

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!