Head Bussa (feat. Lil' Jon)

Put your hand with your piece here Put your hand with your piece here Put your hand with your piece here Right about now, we need you all to rise! For the international head bussa LIL SCRAPPY LIL SCRAPPY Lil Scrappy BME CLICK Me, who are you? I'm Lil Jon, okay! We some head bussa, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hater out, we some head bussa We some head bussa, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hater out, we some head bussa I'm made up my mind that I'ma strike and I'm ready to fight Checkin out my steel killin every punk nigga in site We expite, I knew you bitches didn't wanna brawl (uh what you say?) Bitch I'll swang on all of y'all I'm the beast from the east, wit da fangs on my teeth I'll murder all of y'all bitches in da middle of da street And I don't give a fuck if you don't like me Straight knock yo ass out in to captivity Down south, I'll ride, shoot and kill homicide It be nothin shawty till the day that I die We strive, on tearin heads up! And everywhere we go we gon tear dat bitch up We don't give a fuck about havin no click The A got my back and ain't takin no shit Excuse me shawty, get the fuck out my face Befo' we get mad and shoot up the whole place We some head bussa, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hater out, we some head bussa We some head bussa, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hater out, we some head bussa I speak my mind, cuz bitin' my tongue hurt Murder yo ass and lyrics and put ya face on a shirt I'm a mothafuckin rider, cuz I thought y'all knew And I ain't reppin nothin even it's twenty of you I think it's plenty of you that really want da shawty dead Watch what ya said lil shawty, I'm makin bread Fuck all y'all born haters wit hatred blood to match A long hate with boys I roll wit G's and Gats And shawty matter of fact these trill g's and dub's We ain't talkin behind yo back and we ain't scared to bust I'm by myself, but bein' alone makes you strong I stepped out the porch young, so shawty I been grown We some head bussa, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hater out, we some head bussa We some head bussa, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hater out, we some head bussa ATL off da chain down here Ya come wit dat gat and no action, you gon disappear You walk in da club, it's tight like brand knuckles Straight info on hater like be chumpin off turned brothas Beatin in ya door with dat clip on da tech Beatin down ya block in that 89 Chevy Tellin stupid bros we throwin bows that we ready Screamin "swang shawty" to da boys dat can't stand me Yeah shawty I'ma ATL slugga Knockin out heads on you pussy motherfuckers Shawty be sayin "scrap you cool boy" But I known in my heart dat I'ma headbussa boy! Yeah We some head bussa, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some head bussa We some head bussa, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some head bussa We some head bussa, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some head bussa We some head bussa, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some head bussa War, war, war, war, war, war War, war, war, war, war, war War, war, war, war, war, war War, war, war, war, war, war War, war, war, war, war, war War, war, war