N.O.R.E. - Head Bussa Lyrics
[intro]Head bussa...Head bussa...Head bussa...Head bussa...[chorus] (4x)I dont know bout you, but Im a head bussa (head bussa)[verse: noreaga]Hey yo...Yo, n-o-r, you can catch me in my favorite car (car)Drop lex, black truck, gordo the lazy rIm like a pitcher, I throw my hits crazy farAnd if you is what you smoke then - hey yallIm never faired up (faired up) I got some lead what (lead what)And keeps some chicks in my whips and they always just ***** my head upIm like whatever god, aint a nigga better guard?I rock a neptunes beat like its a leather garmKnow about you, but Im a bed crusherSee I dont know about you, but Im a head bussaYou see its God favorite, he built the project bricksChicks love us anyway, cause we just make hitsNo re-my, Im good with just water and fishThugged out militainment see we focused - *****Stand strong in the pain, see me hold my pivotOr you can catch me in la, with a mexican midget[chorus] (4x)[verse: noreaga]Yo, yo...See Im a philly nigga, I cant ***** wit a dutch chickAutomatic whips, cant ***** wit a clutch shitJo-se (jose) Im so relaxed it seemsThe first nigga sellin cracks through a fax machineShit star tek (star tek) I hold my gun in the raidsAnd I can make planes crash through a two-way pageNiggas stack like, act like I aint made mad classicsLike Im a new artist, demerit these rat bastardsBut thats aight cause Im a still make moreAnd I could sell bad work, still say that its rawI make songs for the poor niggasThe most grimey and raw niggas, the ki-ki-kickin your door niggasGo arm wrestle next, see whose neck I breakI send my little man home (dude go home man) have to check out lateShe a bed crusher, see Im a bad person[chorus] (7x)[bridge]Duh...Aint a damn - thing the sameLook, Im a see if ya sayin my name (n-o-r)Millionaires, that change the gameThat got 9/11 clouds (clouds) and bullets that grainDont calm down (down) this is soldier game (fa sho nigga)Kill for money, the raw and the caineLet me, see you flag, the color of car niggaFix your fingers, show me what you are[verse: noreaga]See Im a head bussa (bussa) it aint hard to tellThat Im a keep makin hits, it aint hard to sellAnd them def jam niggas put that paper behind usWe left that other label, and the hatin behind usNiggas want beef, it aint hard to find usWe in the lac truck, them niggas in path-finders and-uhThe crime scene like n.o.r.e.! , n.o.r.e.!People wanna scream they like n.o.r.e.! , n.o.r.e.!Man, Im outta town my niggas travel, tooWe in la getting sucked off in malibuA new-car, ask the jake, they call me no shitCause everytime they question me, I dont know shitAnd hold this, yea nigga just know thisI always drink henny, hardly know the crisStraight monster-wrist, I keep a ill beatAnd niggas hardly like you, your shit still weak[bridge][chorus] (8x)
