Trick Daddy - k**-a-head lyrics

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Trick Daddy - k**-a-head lyrics

(feat. Buddy Roe) I feel like I'm too hard to die man, I feel like I can't see faded, you know? I feel like can't no n***a fade me. I feel like I'm the hardest n***a to walk the earth and sh**, you know what I'm saying? Blaaah! Steady comin got you runnin for your damn life I'm busting shots with this glock, n***a act right You crossed this n***a how you playin I'm a naughty head The last b**h got 4 shots to the head I squeezed off and watched his brain hit the concrete Last breath, last motherf**ing heartbeat. There was no motive for the murder on the straight tip And all you can seen was blood and brains every damn where So I refuse to shoot a n***a in his stomach or his face or his forehead (k**a!) k**-a-head and the body dead [2x] [Buddy Roe] Come down, your best bet is to sport a vest nevertheless I'm leaving a mess n***a, f** your chest Hollow points leaving brains on the front seat f** with me and I'mma set you free n***a Pop my trunk check out my funk Nothing but pumps, Leave that a** smelling like raw conch You coochie n***as playing with it you gon get sh**ted Metro wants to know who did it Now aint nobody rapping to the f**ing cops And if they do we coming back for 'lick them blood clots We k**ing b**hes not to mention snitches everyday The 9 glock triple platinum in the MIA k**-a-head and the body dead [4x] The graveyeard is my home Tombstones and bones Murder weapons is the case now don't hearse my bone Headhunting is my hobby who the victim be And who's next on my everyday headless spree My gravedigger got a fade with a nappy top Now I'm a fool and a freak for them dreadlocks Quick to pull a trigger cuz that's all I know Robbing creeps raping hoez and just slanging dope I got my masters in disaster I'm like Andrew kick in your door at your hoe mad, your dawg too I'm new in town your aint heard man Jason Lee Satisfied to his a** I had him begging please I went to hell now I'm back and I'm hellafied Took over down there made the devil cry I'm a bad motherf**er with a bad rep I got a trophy in my mouth for every b**h I k**ed I k**ed my wife and my kids, my parents too I k**ed my posse and my friends, I'm after you I crash your party k** your bed smoke some k**er man What the f**, I'm deaf f**ing up, and I'm 'on k** again k**-a-head and the body dead [4x] [Buddy Roe] I'm paranoid 'cause I'm hearing thangs Time served only out a few months, a**ociated with birds They wanna plot, but I got bad nerves Peep, milli 14 on the front seat You want to be there for your kids, n***a play with it It's grounds missing who did it? I'mma deal with it So 'f** I care about your shawty? n***a you been naughty You skipped town with two pounds of my doo-doo brown Naw n***a how you playing I done counted that You wanted work, all you had to do is f**ing ask My cuban friend want his ends Instead of you flipping the dividends straight to me and him you cop a benz Silly rabbit you dont started stabbing, now I got to let you have it Rapid-fire from my automatic You left me stuck so now you out of luck 'Cause you done f**ed my credit up [Trick Daddy] Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Coochie n***a what f** another minute you won't get to spend it I'm licking shots like a dread, b**h, k**-a-head k**-a-head and the body dead [4x]

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