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Lyrics: YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Head Busted Mp3

YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Head Busted

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[Intro]
We in this bitch, you already know
(skeeo!, you crazy)
Uh Uh, Top, baow, huh
Take a look in my eyes and tell me what do you see
A nigga got no love and never have no peace
I got it straight out the mud
I come straight out the street[Verse 1]
Them people on me, talkin’ ’bout Feds in the city (Feds in the city)
I stand on business, so, they out to get me
They don’t like that I got plenty millions (That I got plenty millions)
I’m talkin’ bout cutthroat to the meat show
Every nigga that you see run wit’ me (Cutthroat to the meat show)
I got that whole thing isolated from Salt Lake to my city (You know that)
Bitch I’m drawin’ down don’t play me, for I put somеthin’ in ya fitted (Lil’ boy, look)
Buckin Mills Kansas City, I get around on you bitches (I gеt around)
Listen to Rilla, Gotti in prison, come in my cell and kiss me
Hol’ up thottie-ottie mami, I like violence and semis, I’m dangerous

[Chorus]
Green rag committee, I’m bangin’
Car wit’ no slingers but swangin’
Pop-out get Top, what you thinkin’? (Ah-ah)
Bitch you know it’s murder gang (Murder gang)
Stalk all night we murder men (Murder men)
Pray all night then make that [?]
Not ’round cause they ain’t elevate
They the same and I’m the one who changed

[Refrain]
All that lame shit get you fucked up (Yeah)
Bitch if you miss (Nigga) just know your luck up (Know your luck up)
(Look, look) You’ll get your motherfuckin’ water cut and all your partners head bust
Lil’ boy, you don’t want start wit’ us

[Verse 2]
I’m official
I’ll mask down behind my nigga, keep a pistol
Got the industry and my whole town want to kill me
Bitch I’m cutthroat, to my opp and sure, I don’t fuck wit’ gremlins
I’m a demon, pallbearer, gravediggin’ fuck wit’ me (Woah)
Real nigga status, big dog shit, need a big dog bitch
Now I know you know, we don’t got to go to no store (Uh-uh)
They gon’ bring that shit, I buy lot’s of expensive things
I’m talkin’ ’bout clothes and diamonds for her wrist

[Chorus]
Green rag committee, I’m bangin’
Car wit’ no slingers but swangin’
Pop-out get Top, what you thinkin’? (Ah-ah)
Bitch you know it’s murder gang (Murder gang)
Stalk all night we murder men (Murder men)
Pray all night then make that [?]
Not ’round cause they ain’t elevate
They the same and I’m the one who changed[Refrain]
All that lame shit get you fucked up (Yeah)
Bitch if you miss (Nigga) just know your luck up (Know your luck up)
(Look, look) You’ll get your motherfuckin’ water cut and all your partners head bust
Lil’ boy, you don’t want start wit’ us

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