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letra de awesome - buddy2x

why the f-ck they seeking problems from a head hunter?
cause we the type to f-ck around and leave ‘em dead under
got that doe out them poles out my hittaz in this b-tch
they got hoes out they know now this sh-t ‘bouta be lit

im a head hunter
ima grave digga’
ima bl–dy n—-
like what you say n—-
tell the murder business hit me up
aye i been on that sh-t still on that sh-t and go continue to stay on that sh-t
you ain’t gotta’ understand what’s understood
shoutout to all my mother f-ckin’ head hunters

no shi glizzy b-tch im awsome
understand we on but we’ll still off him
we a lay his ass down there in that coffin
say he want smoke ended up coughing
still in a room with all them bosses
we don’t talk them dubs we talk them loses
my diamonds drippin’ like a faucet
that b-tch said i wouldn’t, you called it, im ballin
lil’ b-tch go back up off me
im strapped up with that (gun sound) everytime i’m walking through the party
i got them bad hoes going narly
say they wanna’ ride out im like sorry
i pulled up in that ferrari
only me and choppa fit in here hardly
4 5 down on my hip that guard me
big backwood stuffed up with barney
pour that drink up ‘till its burnin’
they can talk b-tch i ain’t worried
peep the dash im trynna swerve it
while i drive if you try i’m merking
them head hunters pulling up urgent
and they go do some sh-t on purpose

stack that sh-t up for the first
i come straight up out the dirt
i know some sh-t could be worse
some sh-t left me lost for words
f-ck that boy i’m trynna’ purge
what you heard? f-ck what you heard
leave yo’ sh-t out on the curb
last thing you hear is a (gun shot) then skrt (skrt)

still got my diamonds in this b-tch you know i’m shining with this sh-t
still got that iron for these n—- think im just rhyming with this sh-t
don’t waste yo’ time trynna’ slide over here and plot on me and sh-t
i peep all that lil’ sh-t
thats go get yo’ partner hit

he ain’t even trynna’ slide why the f-ck you send him in?
b-tch you must be out yo’ mind (gun shot) back on that again
lord i’m just trynna’ protect mine oh amen
daily lifestyle of a head hunter
caught that lil’ boy lacking f-ck his blindside
we don’t do no back fourth its really that you all die (ha ha)
ain’t ‘bouta tell another n—- he gotta choose sides
cause if he gotta choose then bush he thru get ‘em up thru huh

im with my hunters in this b-tch we strictly steppin
i walk straight thru the door still strapped up with that weapon
bad b-tch she staring at me b-tch come here and bless me
she gotta bag and that ass holding heavy
i got right right at the moment that they left me
and now that b-tch she see me up she trynna’ text me
she ain’t even know back then her friend tried to give me becky
but f-ck a b-tch im out here steppin’
take ‘em to school teach ‘em a lesson

i can’t trip ‘bouta b-tch cause i been on my grind
and i’m totin’ that strap while in front of the line
he can talk out his head we go blowout his mind
put that bag on my head i’m a pay out that fine
i’m a double that bag and make yo’ hittas mine
when its up then its stuck tell them hittas to slide
when i’m really on that see the sh-t in my eyes
use to seeing this smile ‘till i pop out like die
tell that boy there to cool it we totin that fye
if he run up on me he get creased with that iron
when this sh-t about mine then im crossing that line
i done put a n—- down and closed his eyes
f-ck you on yo’ demon time
i looked in the demons eyes
like 1,2,3,4,5 huh (gun shot)
i’m a head hunter
i’m a grave digga
i’m a bl–dy n—-
like you say n—-
i say up that pole on ‘em

- buddy2x

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