- Song Name: Heads Up
- Artist Name: Birdman
- Album: Baby aka the #1 Stunna
- Songwriters: A Nelson, Bryan Williams, D Boys, Kedrick Moore, Phalon Alexander
- Release Date: 2002.11.26
- Label: Universal Records
LYRICS FOR "Heads Up"
(Heads up)
I hear them people coming daddy
You better get to running daddy
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
They walking through the court man
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
You better stash your dope man
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
I hear them people coming daddy
You better get to running daddy
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
They walking through the court man
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
You better stash your dope man
(Heads up)
Aye
Robbing and kidnapping
Saying that he stacking ain't packing that tool go to clapping
You hear that
Man I don't like that nigga anyway
I heard he been ratting
We can drag him to the river Stone
Nah
I'm a gangsta
I came with the four pounds so f****** let it go down
I'm tired of them niggas talking
Bull dog barking
He ratting
Say Lac
It's one way in dog
Grab on them K-9 dogs
(Heads up)
I hear them people coming daddy
You better get to running daddy
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
They walking through the court man
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
You better stash your dope man
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
I hear them people coming daddy
You better get to running daddy
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
They walking through the court man
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
You better stash your dope man
(Heads up)
Stunna a street nigga
And I don't sleep nigga
I play for keeps nigga
The price is cheap nigga
See I'm a known D Boy so they hits my spot
Put my homies on they knees and they check for rocks
So we change stash spots 'cause the blocks is hot
On the rag-less cars so they can't clip my spots
The Caprice's on the block moving slowly
That's the motherfucking police
Here come the laws nigga heads up
Better raise up Big chips if ya made something
Move
They coming through
Nigga
You best to break
(Heads up)
I hear them people coming daddy
You better get to running daddy
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
They walking through the court man
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
You better stash your dope man
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
I hear them people coming daddy
You better get to running daddy
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
They walking through the court man
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
You better stash your dope man
(Heads up)
They told me put my hands on the car and show me your hands
I had some raw in my draws so I broke out and ran
I can't afford to be busted 'til my money advance
But I'm running with the Bird man so I'm straight nigga
I'm on the block with the rocks and the 44
It's so hot and we still burn a pound of dro'
Million stashed in the trunk or compartment doors
A hundred birds stashed in a Bentley four door
I'm sticking to tha G-Code
Break it up [Incomprehensible] covered in rocks
Got a b**** on every exit that's holding my blocks
And I drive a [Incomprehensible] but keep my Lexus by my older shops
Streets watching
When them people riding with four doors up my click
Showing them off to rookie cops to watch out for me
And I know this from crooked cops that get blocks from me
(Heads up)
I hear them people coming daddy
You better get to running daddy
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
They walking through the court man
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
You better stash your dope man
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
I hear them people coming daddy
You better get to running daddy
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
They walking through the court man
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
You better stash your dope man
(Heads up)
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