Luyện nghe bài hát H.B. HeadBusta

Get out the way now, hey, get out the way now
Get out the way now, busters on the way now, ah, ah
Get out the way now, the head on the way now, mm
Get out the way, get out the way now

You wonder why I don't smile and make friends
And keep key new niggaz, 'cause I don't know dem
I didn't shoot marbles witcha and you no kin
Kissin' ass like you be doin', you ain't no men

The only reason you're talkin' crazy, you drank mo' gin
You can take it if you want, look you ain't gonna win
And I'm like an example is needed to be made
I'ma take calico and go bust me a head

They might won' retaliate, they might just be afraid
Some niggaz I fuckin' with come told me what they said
They wrong, they wasn't let it ride
That was they nigga that we killed so one of us die

Oh yeah, wanna play ha?
Must be underestimatin' me and this 'k ha?
It must not be meant for you so get out the way now
I'm one of the best doin' this, bout day now, ah

I'm warnin' ya, I'm ya
A is up in ya area
Don't stand there be bailin' brah
Or hollow tip bullets gonna you up

I'm warnin' ya, I'm ya
A headbusta is up in ya
Don't there better be bailin' brah
Or hollow tip bullets gonna you up

I wonder how long it's gonna' take niggaz realize I'm not a game
at me nigga, you think I'm playin'?
Do it like everything in my life goin' correctly?
Bitch, I'ma be bout it the man come get me

I got a fucked up conscience and my thinkin' right
I got a brand new chopper, look slang it tonight
Nigga swellin' up his chest, 'cause I'm his wife
I'm at the bar Hennessey, he came with a knife

I got my man on the side of me, he him right
He think it's over but he gonna get over tonight
If I got problem witcha address it, front and center
If we beef in January, it won't be until

I'm tryin' to get cha outta here like your
And your lawyer, stuck with four or five charges
Dealin' with you bitches you're one of my children
your ass because you left out the buildin'

I'm ya, I'm tellin' ya
A is up in ya area
Don't there better be bailin' brah
Or hollow tip gonna tear you up

Fuck with a G gonna never stop
gotta go it better just have been a plot
'Cause if not, lil' shit escalate to big shit
One of little mans will be the one pay you a visit

Enticed by them niggaz, gave him a picture
Twenty G's, too lies, now he comin' to get cha
Woodie my life is like a football
He crossed the line of scrimmage is the one I kill
And I feel that the marker should be first and
And I got the ball of course, goin' in to sco',

What's my motherfuckin' name? Woodie it matter
What's this shit up in my hand? A of chrome matter
And I had me a blunt, and a cup of that gin
Don't get scared now motherfucker you in my friend

I'm ya, I'm tellin' ya
A headbusta is up in ya
Don't stand there be bailin' brah
Or tip bullets gonna tear you up

Get out the way now, hey
Get out the way now, head on the way now, mm
Get out the way now, head on the way now, uh
Get out the way now, the head on the way now, uh
Get out the way now, the CMR is on the way now, mm
Get out the way now, a is on the way now