Bust Money in the Head
DMX
GENRE
[Intro]
(Rrr) Uh huh
If you didn't know (Yeah)
You know how (Shaquise)
(Yeah) If you didn't know (Yeah), you know now
[Verse 1]
DMX, sliding my son to the left
And you cats ain't ready for what's next (What?)
A lot of brother out there, they sound like X
But don't look X and don't get down like X
It's going down
'Cause the word around town is lil' man straight act like a clown
But that's my boy
And just seeing him be born and then blow up will give a nigga joy
See, I'm the type of father that'll give a kid a toy
Then put my foot in his ass 'cause he's a little boy
'Cause that's how you gots to do 'em
First you talk to 'em, give your heart to 'em
Then give a part to 'em
Still don't listen? Then give a spark to 'em
Comе up missin', had to give the dog to him
Feel my pain
It's gon' hurt me morе than it's gon' hurt you to stop the rain
C'mon
[Chorus]
Bust Money in his head
And leave the fool out
Bust Money, leave him dead
He shouldn't have pulled out
What the fuck Money said?
Nigga shut his fool mouth
I get the tools out
Y'all niggas is booled out
Bust Money in his head
And leave the fool out
Bust Money, leave him dead
He shouldn't have pulled out
What the fuck Money said?
Nigga shut his fool mouth
I get the tools out
Y'all niggas is booled out
[Verse 2]
No the fuck he didn't
Start over here, took it over there, man you gots to be kiddin'
But that's the type of bullshit that cats be on
And cats stay on, 'til one day cats is gone
Rats stay on cats like glue to come through
On some happy shit, the rat flip and split your crew
On some "Get at Me" shit, I'll back flip and hit you too
"X is my man!" Fuck that, bitch, you knew, nigga
Don't walk the same
It's motherfuckers like you that keep the fans and short the game
It's your fault some niggas think New York is lame
Ain't been caught doing nothing but walking straight
Nigga, back to the streets
Stalk and aim, reload, how I'm gettin' down, what's my name?
It's 'bout to be a wrap for all you dick riding niggas
And what, pussy? Yeah, it's like that
[Chorus]
Bust Money in his head
And leave the fool out
Bust Money, leave him dead
He shouldn't have pulled out
What the fuck Money said?
Nigga shut his fool mouth
I get the tools out
Y'all niggas is booled out
Bust Money in his head
And leave the fool out
Bust Money, leave him dead
He shouldn't have pulled out
What the fuck Money said?
Nigga shut his fool mouth
I get the tools out
Y'all niggas is booled out
[Outro]
Huh
The fuck man
Y'all niggas can't be fucking serious
Just 'cause you sound like me
Don't mean that you get down like me, faggot
(Rrr) Uh huh
If you didn't know (Yeah)
You know how (Shaquise)
(Yeah) If you didn't know (Yeah), you know now
[Verse 1]
DMX, sliding my son to the left
And you cats ain't ready for what's next (What?)
A lot of brother out there, they sound like X
But don't look X and don't get down like X
It's going down
'Cause the word around town is lil' man straight act like a clown
But that's my boy
And just seeing him be born and then blow up will give a nigga joy
See, I'm the type of father that'll give a kid a toy
Then put my foot in his ass 'cause he's a little boy
'Cause that's how you gots to do 'em
First you talk to 'em, give your heart to 'em
Then give a part to 'em
Still don't listen? Then give a spark to 'em
Comе up missin', had to give the dog to him
Feel my pain
It's gon' hurt me morе than it's gon' hurt you to stop the rain
C'mon
[Chorus]
Bust Money in his head
And leave the fool out
Bust Money, leave him dead
He shouldn't have pulled out
What the fuck Money said?
Nigga shut his fool mouth
I get the tools out
Y'all niggas is booled out
Bust Money in his head
And leave the fool out
Bust Money, leave him dead
He shouldn't have pulled out
What the fuck Money said?
Nigga shut his fool mouth
I get the tools out
Y'all niggas is booled out
[Verse 2]
No the fuck he didn't
Start over here, took it over there, man you gots to be kiddin'
But that's the type of bullshit that cats be on
And cats stay on, 'til one day cats is gone
Rats stay on cats like glue to come through
On some happy shit, the rat flip and split your crew
On some "Get at Me" shit, I'll back flip and hit you too
"X is my man!" Fuck that, bitch, you knew, nigga
Don't walk the same
It's motherfuckers like you that keep the fans and short the game
It's your fault some niggas think New York is lame
Ain't been caught doing nothing but walking straight
Nigga, back to the streets
Stalk and aim, reload, how I'm gettin' down, what's my name?
It's 'bout to be a wrap for all you dick riding niggas
And what, pussy? Yeah, it's like that
[Chorus]
Bust Money in his head
And leave the fool out
Bust Money, leave him dead
He shouldn't have pulled out
What the fuck Money said?
Nigga shut his fool mouth
I get the tools out
Y'all niggas is booled out
Bust Money in his head
And leave the fool out
Bust Money, leave him dead
He shouldn't have pulled out
What the fuck Money said?
Nigga shut his fool mouth
I get the tools out
Y'all niggas is booled out
[Outro]
Huh
The fuck man
Y'all niggas can't be fucking serious
Just 'cause you sound like me
Don't mean that you get down like me, faggot
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