head buster

chorus

we suggest that you niggas don't fuck with us

the more niggas you bring the more heads we bust

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

shit

niggas not goin put the chest these days

niggas catch it down bad and bust your motherfuckin head

put it like that

should have had your gat but nigga you chose to slip

and the nigga 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 fucking rome

but you on guard

i don't stun in front of these pussy 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

fuck the stuntin

me and myself

might twirk a somethin and hurt somethin

straight dome shot

leave you bald

might go on my face and fuck 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 fuck with us

suggest don't fuck with us

i suggest

we some hard ass niggas

big ed and soulja slim

niggas bust at us

watch us end low and bust at them

get out the way

kids getting hit and shit

already split forty rounds and not even a half a clip

bitches know me as the assassin

tip toe and squeezing and blasting

camoflauge fatigue feared off in a black ski maskin

a no limit soldier

nigga we ain't scared to bring it

nigga i'm tryin to leave the streets behind

and put in no wax and singing

and nigga keep my gat trown up like

trigger finger itching like crabs

got me strapped tighter then hoes legs wrapped around me when i stab

nigga think got more deadly so i got more gats

totin to edge two compacts

big ed be puttin it down like that!

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 fuckin line my tank stroll motherfucker

i straight deal ya

be like blasting

stepping like a fuckin hog

soulja slim ya know me

big ed get at me dog

i'm still asking the lord to bless me

these niggas persist to test me

after the night

only the gangsta hell gonna accept me

i'm ready to lay my claim niggas know the game

ain't shit 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 fucking blast on

so when you see me

nigga bow down to this fucking tank

you niggas wanna be like us but you niggas fucking can't

so i'm tired of you motherfuckers

asking why i twist my hat and wear my colors

it's all tank love

fuck the others

it's real nigga