Gone Be Sum Shit Da Headbussaz

[DJ Paul]
Now what you bitches wanna do
What you bitches wanna do, talk some shit
Get your ass beat black and fucking blue
By the new dangerous crew da fucking HeadBussaz
They turned us down for weed in they hood
Cause they ain't trust us, them niggas nothing but bustaz
They knew we had them skull bussaz, in our back pockets
Ready to rob and bust them, you hear me
I gotta dust them, off like some old books
Cause they fucked around with some old crooks
I'm talking bout King, I'm talking bout Fiend
I'm talking bout that nigga Juicy on the fucking scene
We got these auto's with them quieter's twisted at the tip
For no sounds, nothing but silence when these bitches rip
And rip a bitch head clean from they gold chain
Cause these boys had them gassed up like propane
I bring the pain like ten Taliban's on a {plane}
And we ain't quitting until your muthafuckin heart lose, nigga

[Chorus]
If you ain't from Memphis Tenn., it's gone be sum shit
They some wild muthafuckas, who you fucking wit
If you ain't from New Orleans, it's gone be sum shit
They some crazy muthafuckas, who you fucking wit
If you ain't from Chi Town, it's gone be sum shit
They some gang banging niggas, who you fucking wit
If you ain't from ATL, it's gone be sum shit
They some scrappin' muthafuckas, who you fucking wit