Head Bussa - Trick Trick.lrc

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[00:01.206]Mother f**ker!
[00:02.721]It ain't no clean version of this b**ch right here!
[00:06.553]This yo boy Trick Trick, the mother f**kin’ bad guy!
[00:10.329]I'm sick of these b**ch ass n*ggas out there
[00:12.735]And these gay ass, fake ass hoes
[00:14.821]Everybody got somethin' to f**kin’ say!
[00:17.132]Well I brought the mother f**kin' Wonder Boy
[00:19.560]And the Goon Sqwad in this b**ch!
[00:21.437]And we finna bust some mother f**kers here!
[00:24.471]F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
[00:27.649]F**k these n*ggas I'll bust 'em in they head
[00:30.721]F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
[00:33.810]F**k these n*ggas, f**k these b**ches
[00:37.101]F**k these b**ches I’ll bust ’em in they head
[00:39.966]F**k these n*ggas I'll bust ’em in they head
[00:43.018]F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
[00:46.119]F**k these n*ggas, f**k these b**ches
[00:49.218]Nigga, I'm back to f**k the game up
[00:50.964]Sick of these n*ggas takin’ shit from these lame sluts
[00:53.688]You n*ggas' hoes if you tolerate the back talk
[00:57.507]I put a foot in they ass, 'cause how a MAC walk
[01:00.561]Too many hoes and not enough pimpin' goin' on
[01:03.501]She suckin' d*ck for free, and then she goin' home
[01:06.854]Kiss her boy in the mouth, he take her to the mall
[01:09.617]She just gave head to Sweets and it was all raw
[01:12.741]We ran
[01:14.231]These hoes talk to much, I see them in the club
[01:17.225]These hoes think they tough, I'm finna f**k her up
[01:20.407]These b**ches actin' a fool, they don't think I get 'em
[01:23.543]These b**ches wildin' and drinkin' 'cause they got n*ggas with 'em
[01:26.527]She walked right in my face, say she ain't like me (F**k you b**ch)
[01:29.857]And cocked a bottle like she was ready to fight me
[01:32.602]I put the ho on her ass and stomped the whole crew
[01:35.668]You could ask my ex-wife, I stomped that b**ch too
[01:38.750]F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
[01:41.506]F**k these n*ggas I'll bust 'em in they head
[01:44.576]F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
[01:47.651]F**k these n*ggas, f**k these b**ches
[01:50.827]F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
[01:53.829]F**k these n*ggas I'll bust 'em in they head
[01:56.864]F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
[02:00.040]F**k these n*ggas, f**k these b**ches
[02:03.066]These boys in the club gettin' tough, gettin' crunk
[02:06.157]Start throwin' them balls and you can get f**ked up
[02:08.879]Swing the motherf**kers this way, and watch what give
[02:11.896]You finna permanently miss Christmas from yo wife and kids
[02:15.162]You done popped a couple E's and now yo jaw's tight
[02:18.157]And that got you believin' that you got balls and you can fight
[02:21.313]But you can't, you a b**ch, you a ho, you a fag
[02:24.464]You a mock ass n*gga, and we itchin' to whoop you ass
[02:27.569]Finna buy a fifth from * when I'm not poppin' the top
[02:30.502]So when I bust you head, they think somebody's gettin shot (Boom!) Motherf**ker, now come outside
[02:36.551]And get some bullet holes, n*gga, from this MP5
[02:39.452]It's called an "Attitude Adjustment", quick to tame *
[02:43.024]And when it do motherf**ker, it's quick to claim life
[02:45.902]Don't be mad b**ch-n*gga, we doin' it our way
[02:48.942]You hate it 'cause y'all broke, and learnin' the hard way (Nigga!)
[02:52.319]F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
[02:55.354]F**k these n*ggas I'll bust 'em in they head
[02:58.409]F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
[03:01.454]F**k these n*ggas, f**k these b**ches
[03:04.600]F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
[03:07.608]F**k these n*ggas I'll bust 'em in they head
[03:10.591]F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
[03:13.810]F**k these n*ggas, f**k these b**ches
[03:16.742]We holdin' 'em up, you see the squad tuckin' chains, and they throwin' em up
[03:21.050]Ready to bang, got them thangs, and they loadin' 'em up
[03:23.875]One in your mane, see your lane, and they foldin' 'em up
[03:27.357]We ain't playin' with your b**ch-ass
[03:29.708]Y'all was tough about a minute ago
[03:31.858]Now it's plain to see to the club that you n*ggas is hoes
[03:34.871]'Cause they whoopin' him out his clothes, stompin' him to the floor
[03:38.237]Beatin' him to the door, he ain't comin' back here no more
[03:41.352]Detroit! ATL, *-towns, spot the hater, what you do? (F**k 'em up)
[03:45.669]Nigga what? (F**k 'em up)
[03:47.422]Birmingham, Mississippi, N-O, spot the hater, what you do? (F**k 'em up)
[03:51.878]Nigga what? (F**k 'em up)
[03:53.489]Cashville, Carolina, Miami, spot the hater, what you do? (F**k 'em up)
[03:58.027]Nigga what? (F**k 'em up)
[03:59.694]East Side, West Side, South Side, spot the hater, what you do? (F**k 'em up)
[04:04.178]Nigga what? (F**k 'em up)
[04:06.249]F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
[04:09.208]F**k these n*ggas I'll bust 'em in they head
[04:12.246]F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
[04:15.281]F**k these n*ggas, f**k these b**ches
[04:18.212]F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
[04:21.524]F**k these n*ggas I'll bust 'em in they head
[04:24.565]F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
[04:27.691]F**k these n*ggas, f**k these b**ches
文本歌词
Mother f**ker!
It ain't no clean version of this b**ch right here!
This yo boy Trick Trick, the mother f**kin’ bad guy!
I'm sick of these b**ch ass n*ggas out there
And these gay ass, fake ass hoes
Everybody got somethin' to f**kin’ say!
Well I brought the mother f**kin' Wonder Boy
And the Goon Sqwad in this b**ch!
And we finna bust some mother f**kers here!
F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
F**k these n*ggas I'll bust 'em in they head
F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
F**k these n*ggas, f**k these b**ches
F**k these b**ches I’ll bust ’em in they head
F**k these n*ggas I'll bust ’em in they head
F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
F**k these n*ggas, f**k these b**ches
Nigga, I'm back to f**k the game up
Sick of these n*ggas takin’ shit from these lame sluts
You n*ggas' hoes if you tolerate the back talk
I put a foot in they ass, 'cause how a MAC walk
Too many hoes and not enough pimpin' goin' on
She suckin' d*ck for free, and then she goin' home
Kiss her boy in the mouth, he take her to the mall
She just gave head to Sweets and it was all raw
We ran
These hoes talk to much, I see them in the club
These hoes think they tough, I'm finna f**k her up
These b**ches actin' a fool, they don't think I get 'em
These b**ches wildin' and drinkin' 'cause they got n*ggas with 'em
She walked right in my face, say she ain't like me (F**k you b**ch)
And cocked a bottle like she was ready to fight me
I put the ho on her ass and stomped the whole crew
You could ask my ex-wife, I stomped that b**ch too
F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
F**k these n*ggas I'll bust 'em in they head
F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
F**k these n*ggas, f**k these b**ches
F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
F**k these n*ggas I'll bust 'em in they head
F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
F**k these n*ggas, f**k these b**ches
These boys in the club gettin' tough, gettin' crunk
Start throwin' them balls and you can get f**ked up
Swing the motherf**kers this way, and watch what give
You finna permanently miss Christmas from yo wife and kids
You done popped a couple E's and now yo jaw's tight
And that got you believin' that you got balls and you can fight
But you can't, you a b**ch, you a ho, you a fag
You a mock ass n*gga, and we itchin' to whoop you ass
Finna buy a fifth from * when I'm not poppin' the top
So when I bust you head, they think somebody's gettin shot (Boom!) Motherf**ker, now come outside
And get some bullet holes, n*gga, from this MP5
It's called an "Attitude Adjustment", quick to tame *
And when it do motherf**ker, it's quick to claim life
Don't be mad b**ch-n*gga, we doin' it our way
You hate it 'cause y'all broke, and learnin' the hard way (Nigga!)
F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
F**k these n*ggas I'll bust 'em in they head
F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
F**k these n*ggas, f**k these b**ches
F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
F**k these n*ggas I'll bust 'em in they head
F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
F**k these n*ggas, f**k these b**ches
We holdin' 'em up, you see the squad tuckin' chains, and they throwin' em up
Ready to bang, got them thangs, and they loadin' 'em up
One in your mane, see your lane, and they foldin' 'em up
We ain't playin' with your b**ch-ass
Y'all was tough about a minute ago
Now it's plain to see to the club that you n*ggas is hoes
'Cause they whoopin' him out his clothes, stompin' him to the floor
Beatin' him to the door, he ain't comin' back here no more
Detroit! ATL, *-towns, spot the hater, what you do? (F**k 'em up)
Nigga what? (F**k 'em up)
Birmingham, Mississippi, N-O, spot the hater, what you do? (F**k 'em up)
Nigga what? (F**k 'em up)
Cashville, Carolina, Miami, spot the hater, what you do? (F**k 'em up)
Nigga what? (F**k 'em up)
East Side, West Side, South Side, spot the hater, what you do? (F**k 'em up)
Nigga what? (F**k 'em up)
F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
F**k these n*ggas I'll bust 'em in they head
F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
F**k these n*ggas, f**k these b**ches
F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
F**k these n*ggas I'll bust 'em in they head
F**k these b**ches I'll bust 'em in they head
F**k these n*ggas, f**k these b**ches