[Chorus x4: Dj Paul, Frayser Boy, Fiend]

Watch out Watch out, Bitch! There go dem headbussaz!!!!!!

Nigga, Watch out Watch out, Bitch! There go dem headbussaz!!!!!!



[Verse 1: Juicy "J"]

any rapper, disc jockey, dat don't like juicy doe

get yo ass smacked, shot da fuck, in the studio

take a broom stick, break a half in yo booty hole

consequences when ya fuck me, nigga you didn't know

all you chickens wanna be my wife, you can be my hoe

you can shake it at da ebony lace swang it round a pole

I will never ever trust a bitch, all they wanna is dough

millionaire, wit da platinum tails ridin da bentley rolls

in da back, seat we got tha black, heat

with tha liquor bottles and light, green

if ya want, a pound then get at, me

if there was, a drought well save you something

maybe somethin you can weight up on a triple beam

you can flip it forward money til ya hit da scene

with them chrome 23's shiny blingy bling

and tell dem haters on da town you can let off ya steam



[Chorus x4: Dj Paul, Frayser Boy, Fiend]

Watch out Watch out, Bitch! There go dem headbussaz!!!!!!

Nigga, Watch out Watch out, Bitch! There go dem headbussaz!!!!!!



[Verse 2: DJ Paul]

now I'm a divide and conquer any nigga dat wanna

fuck wit dj paul, da k.o.m, da blackhaven's owner

and keep a tone when I roam cuz murder's mandatory

only nigga dat cross this clique for some fame or glory

I show you dyin is easy cuz you niggaz is cheesy

I walk up to yo bitch ass and leave yo shirt real bleedy!

I'm havin a ball with this here ain't bout to start with this here

and I'm a celebrate this shit like it's da end of da year

plus leave yo family with sorrow they ain't gon see you tomorrow

to top it off after all of that make yo mamma get borrow

this h.c.p. is a gang this h.c.p.'s in my vains

and I'm a stay drankin liquor nigga and totin them bangs

I went from big to bigger went from rich to richa

I went from carin da kitchen nigga to straight pullin triggaz

and watchin haters subtract they gon I scratch em off my list

cuz I ain't about to talk to niggaz and get drown by they spit, ya bitch



[Chorus x4: Dj Paul, Frayser Boy, Fiend]

Watch out Watch out, Bitch! There go dem headbussaz!!!!!!

Nigga, Watch out Watch out, Bitch! There go dem headbussaz!!!!!!



[Verse 3: Fiend]

drop ya card and I drop ya hard

nothin like tha ?roy jones' spa? similar to gone half on my ?thawyer?

I'm lost can't disregard survivors at cause when we

actin mo' safer walkin da streets without God

hard as yo whoadies is my rounds throw rounds by the abundance

dispurses brang yo big boy excursions

churches wouldn't wake em, why because of his face

rambled and shattered like hatches see how good these bastards

think I'm (?) my nigga for one more hour

til the opposition straight rose to power

I chose to shower flood da hood with goodies

gats, crack, irreversible hoodies is ya with me

guaranteed lil niggaz gon forget me cuz this grindin

while you playin with them fishes

with them just snort a line of fire beamin at ya reflexes

cuz a bag of cash had some requests yell at me



[Chorus x4: Dj Paul, Frayser Boy, Fiend]

Watch out Watch out, Bitch! There go dem headbussaz!!!!!!

Nigga, Watch out Watch out, Bitch! There go dem headbussaz!!!!!!