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Da Headbussaz That's How it Happen To'm Here are the song lyrics for That's How it Happen To'm by Da Headbussaz. For more excellent Da Headbussaz lyrics, run a search! Typed by: 36mafia@tampabay.rr.com * * send corrections to the typist (Fiend) I know you ain't bout this whomp Most requested since the Seventeen magazine for glock War vest since 17 cause I refuse to get popped Gone be shocked and shotty Walk the concrete like every hood got me Better yet like who gonna stop me Hands fall to shambles, go on gamble Playing with animals with good gun handle This is a man slaughter Cause they bitches and they been Don't make me have to shout it to them all again Cause rounds speak whomp And hounds seek whomp, that sounds sweet Head lookin' like some fried ground meat Collide with the four-five heat, and let the snub nose reek Bitches love me cause I sound so street O.G. know me, grabbin' the Hypnotize, Fe I don't know why dead bodies impress me My Uncle E, told me shot him while he chokes Untouchable South Par never got him on the ropes, yea yea [Chorus x 4] That's how it happen to'm (fuck you nigga) That's how it happen to'm (fuck you nigga) That's how it happen to'm (fuck you nigga) Thinking I was just rapping to'm (fuck you nigga) (D.J. Paul) I swore a bitch don't know me, a rap can't tell em' How and high, quick walk behind him and dead em' I scared em' with ski mask, nigga thought he last Till the paramedics came, but he bled to fast I hit him, one in the head, two in the back I left him dead as the faces on money, and layed flat Because he think since I got a big house A lot of cars, a lot of broads I won't finish what the fuck he started You see bitch, you's a damn liar I'm still gangster, I ain't changed Neither have you, you still weak ain't you You more killer than David Berkowitz over the phone Show me that murderer, that night I'll show up at your home But that right there lil' daddy, I thought that will ever see Cause you's a rapping ass nigga, not what you claim to be So shut that pussy shit short bout this Hypnotize Before you see your whole life flash before your eyes [Chorus x 4] (Juicy J) Now let me tell you bout some cowards That be shitting off in their drawers, say they hate Juicy J But they feel they cool with Paul, maybe they mad Cause I peeped the fucking fakeness in they bitch ass Or is it when I get my Bentley washed up like some dishes Or is it cause your gal probably wanna be my mistress You tell that funky slut, she gotta pay to get with this pimpin' I bet you hoes would run, if you seen the fight had broke out I know a lot of niggas try to pump their nuts and show out They smile up to your face, they be like "What's up dog" You sell a million copies they say "Fuck all y'all" You tell them play your records they say "Yea, we gon' bump it" You leave the radio station they say "Take that shit dump it mane" I'm so sick of these phoney ass, fake ass, flaugin' ass niggas Step up to this muthafuckin trigga You think I be playin with you cowards I'm a tell ya this is reala Let's see how you act when you meet them killers [Chorus x 4]
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