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soulja slim - head buster كلمات الأغنية

featuring big ed mr. serv on

[soulja slim/big ed]
chorus
we suggest that you n-gg-s don’t f-ck with us
the more n-gg-s you bring the more heads we bust
[soulja slim]
it’s do or die on the streets that i roam that i roam
that’s why i never leave my gun at home gun at home x2

[soulja slim]
sh-t n-gg-s not goin put the chest these days
n-gg-s catch it down bad and bust your motherf-ckin head
put it like that, should have had your gat but n-gg- you chose to slip
and the n-gg- chose to let all thirty two out this extra clip
enter your dome, let loose gonna meet your momma home
i’ll let you slide one time cause she was full of that f-cking rome
but you on guard, i don’t stun in front of these p-ssy poppers
i’m from uptown so you know i got to get you partner
i’ve been doin this and you just jump in the porshe and new jacks
and i got quick reacts and i bust em back and hit somethin
f-ck the stuntin, me and myself
might twirk a somethin and hurt somethin
straight dome shot, leave you bald
might go on my face and f-ck em all
then walk off with an innocent look on my face
soon as i get to the corner, pick up the pace
running like i’m running a race
cause i aint bout no more murder charge catch me
down here them people fools ya, lose you in a second
get convicted in your life, now you trying to appeal
should have gave them a dome shot, should have played them real
i suggest you don’t f-ck with us
suggest don’t f-ck with us
i suggest

chorus x2

[big ed]
we some hard -ss n-gg-s, big ed and soulja slim
n-gg-s bust at us, watch us end low and bust at them
get out the way, kids getting hit and sh-t
already split forty rounds and not even a half a clip
b-tches know me as the -ss-ssin, tip toe and squeezing and blasting
camoflauge fatigue feared off in a black ski maskin
a no limit soldier, n-gg- we ain’t scared to bring it
n-gg- i’m tryin to leave the streets behind
and put in no wax and singing
and n-gg- keep my gat trown up like?
trigger finger itching like crabs
got me strapped tighter then hoes legs wrapped around me when i stab
n-gg- think got more deadly so i got more gats
totin to edge two compacts, big ed be puttin it down like that!

chorus x2

[mr. serv-on]
it’s the s to the e to the r to the v
to the o to the n to the t to the r to
the u to the n to the i to the g to the k to the a
can’t carry ya, drama marry ya
step across this f-ckin line my tank stroll motherf-cker
i straight deal ya
be like blasting, stepping like a f-ckin hog
soulja slim ya know me, big ed get at me dog
i’m still asking the lord to bless me
these n-gg-s persist to test me
after the night, only the gangsta h-ll gonna accept me
i’m ready to lay my claim n-gg-s know the game
ain’t sh-t changed, five hundred dollars
i’m soed up and i’m still creeping
round the corner with my mask on
got my gloves on, ready to get my f-cking blast on
so when you see me, n-gg- bow down to this f-cking tank
you n-gg-s wanna be like us but you n-gg-s f-cking can’t
so i’m tired of you motherf-ckers
asking why i twist my hat and wear my colors
it’s all tank love, f-ck the others
it’s real n-gg- (real

- soulja slim

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