Bust Ya Head Open

Lyrics

[Intro + Verse 1: Nell] Yuh 4's up, nigga Comin' to break your fuckin' face Loced' out, never (?) Codeine in my cannabis Cock it now I'm finna bust Thuggin' niggas know where it's at Smokin on a fuckin' sack Niggas talkin', that's a wrap Loadin' and I'm bustin' back Cause we what's happenin', nigga what's happenin' Nigga they got the fuckin' Mac Leave these niggas fuckin' flat, tire fire fuck a (?) I annihilate the place, a lion to a fuckin' cat Chop it, screw it, I'mma do it like I'm in the fuckin' trap [Verse 2: Big Bo] (?) life up in this bitch so tell me what the fuck you want All black, strapped up and ready out the Audi 4 7.2 up in my clip and make yo bitch' talk like (?) Hit up (?) Mike and tell him "Burn a nigga in the trunk" Don't fuck around, cause all my niggas they run down Run up on a nigga with a 4 pound So show that pussy nigga, don't go around, (we bust?) around Hit 'em down then blow it up, youngin' with me roll it up (?) we fresh as fuck, and y'all just (???) Fuck y'all sound, my niggas go bang, 400 niggas up in this thang Give you a last one to bust your brain, crooked-ass niggas you fuckin' late Fuck a liar, pacify em', middle finger to a baby Give a nigga nine shots, pussies ain't no fuckin' cats [Verse 3: T-Rone] Y'all little niggas don't want none Homie actin' like you 'bout to do a show, stuntin Niggas actin' like you gotta tell or show somethin' I run up on a nigga, let him hold somethin' You don't want that, you just actin' nigga Run up on a nigga, I'm packin' nigga Do a nigga green on that traffic nigga I ain't really break, no we talk ratchet, nigga I'm in the hood, everyday On the block, I'm smokin' haze Me and my niggas we totin' K's We ain't really never heard about playin' games, y'all niggas lame What a nigga wanna do, let a nigga know somethin' Nigga you's are actin' hard, y'all niggas really pussy, y'all niggas better stop (the car?) Y'all really don't want no beef, slide on a nigga in the streets, hit him with the heat 30 in the clip, knock a nigga off his feet Fuck that plan I don't really buy beef, I'm really 'bout it Y'all niggas, y'all niggas, y'all niggas just shoutin' Man y'all niggas just talkin' Run up on a nigga, I get to sparkin' Walkin' off, I'm poppin' off on any nigga 'bout that paper, nigga You's a hater nigga, faker nigga And I'll be damned if I let a nigga play a nigga It's me and the team and I'm sure ready to tape a nigga [Bridge: Denzel Curry] Shoot a nigga Computer, reboot a nigga Spook a nigga Shit, I might (???) I'm recordin' Snitchin', nigga stop bitchin' Then I might ship his body to Richmond, Virginia Injure, I'm a ninja Nah, not a turtle, but nigga might (?) [Verse 4: Denzel Curry] Them niggas got his ass like (?), put the .40 cal-y in the trunk Horny with the trigger let me buzz, 25 hits to the guts Pussy-ass nigga now what? What?! Hardly speakin' when you're hardly breathin' Better call the deacon, fall asleep, he dreamin' Now his momma grievin', turn to where we leavin' That's the type of shit to ask "What God believe in?" (?), bustin, nigga couldn't trust it Nigga had to rush it, fuck it Lookin' for a nigga 'bout a couple weeks now If I don't get him, gotta get his cousin Thuggin' and chuckin', Wu-Tang bring the ruckus The kid like the goose, you silly you duckin', shit I will Twin Glocks like (?) when I bring the tommy out, what's the deal? Triple the six on the tape, when I come visit your waste starin' right in your face Dead and I don't want escape, mothafucka wanna get it so I gotta hit him with the K Goddamn, two shots to the fuckin' dome, came to the shit with the chrome Curry wanna get with them mothafuckin ' (????)