Bust Ya Head Open lyrics

[Intro + Verse 1: Nell]
Yuh
4's up, n*gga

Comin' to break your f*ckin' face
Loced' out, never (?)
Codeine in my cannabis
c*ck it now I'm finna bust
Thuggin' n*ggas know where it's at
Smokin on a f*ckin' sack
n*ggas talkin', that's a wrap
Loadin' and I'm bustin' back
Cause we what's happenin', n*gga what's happenin'
n*gga they got the f*ckin' Mac
Leave these n*ggas f*ckin' flat, tire fire f*ck a (?)
I annihilate the place, a lion to a f*ckin' cat
Chop it, screw it, I'mma do it like I'm in the f*ckin' trap

[Verse 2: Big Bo]
(?) life up in this b*tch so tell me what the f*ck you want
All black, strapped up and ready out the Audi 4
7.2 up in my clip and make yo b*tch' talk like (?)
Hit up (?) Mike and tell him "Burn a n*gga in the trunk"
Don't f*ck around, cause all my n*ggas they run down
Run up on a n*gga with a 4 pound
So show that pus*y n*gga, don't go around, (we bust?) around
Hit 'em down then blow it up, youngin' with me roll it up
(?) we fresh as f*ck, and y'all just (???)
f*ck y'all sound, my n*ggas go bang, 400 n*ggas up in this thang
Give you a last one to bust your brain, crooked-ass n*ggas you f*ckin' late
f*ck a liar, pacify em', middle finger to a baby
Give a n*gga nine shots, pussies ain't no f*ckin' cats
[Verse 3: T-Rone]
Y'all little n*ggas don't want none
Homie actin' like you 'bout to do a show, stuntin
n*ggas actin' like you gotta tell or show somethin'
I run up on a n*gga, let him hold somethin'
You don't want that, you just actin' n*gga
Run up on a n*gga, I'm packin' n*gga
Do a n*gga green on that traffic n*gga
I ain't really break, no we talk ratchet, n*gga
I'm in the hood, everyday
On the block, I'm smokin' haze
Me and my n*ggas we totin' K's
We ain't really never heard about playin' games, y'all n*ggas lame
What a n*gga wanna do, let a n*gga know somethin'
n*gga you's are actin' hard, y'all n*ggas really pus*y, y'all n*ggas better stop (the car?)
Y'all really don't want no beef, slide on a n*gga in the streets, hit him with the heat
30 in the clip, knock a n*gga off his feet
f*ck that plan I don't really buy beef, I'm really 'bout it
Y'all n*ggas, y'all n*ggas, y'all n*ggas just shoutin'
Man y'all n*ggas just talkin'
Run up on a n*gga, I get to sparkin'
Walkin' off, I'm poppin' off on any n*gga 'bout that paper, n*gga
You's a hater n*gga, faker n*gga
And I'll be damned if I let a n*gga play a n*gga
It's me and the team and I'm sure ready to tape a n*gga
[Bridge: Denzel Curry]
Shoot a n*gga
Computer, reboot a n*gga
Spook a n*gga
sh*t, I might (???) I'm recordin'
Snitchin', n*gga stop b*tchin'
Then I might ship his body to Richmond, Virginia
Injure, I'm a ninja
Nah, not a turtle, but n*gga might (?)

[Verse 4: Denzel Curry]
Them n*ggas got his ass like (?), put the .40 cal-y in the trunk
Horny with the trigger let me buzz, 25 hits to the guts
pus*y-ass n*gga 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 sh*t to ask "What God believe in?"
(?), bustin, n*gga couldn't trust it
n*gga had to rush it, f*ck it
Lookin' for a n*gga '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', sh*t 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, mothaf*cka wanna get it so I gotta hit him with the K
Goddamn, two shots to the f*ckin' dome, came to the sh*t with the chrome
Curry wanna get with them mothaf*ckin ' (????)