Luyện nghe bài hát Go Head

Ruff ryder nigga, 2
We niggas the meaning of ryde or die
So all that bullshit you talking, go nigga

You don't gotta slap me five or me a hug
And it hurts when you gotta kill a nigga you
But I'm gone deal wit my sooner
Cause I got'em looking for my solo album kennedy jr.
Fuck ice, go head and get your shine on
I'm to cop rocks that y'all niggas can climb on
worry bout why I ain't got mine on
I want some new shit, I don't nothing that you can tell time on
ain't all good right now
Cause some more niggas die an turn all you in the hood now
Y'all can stop like that nigga j gone squeeze
Cause all I got is misdeameanors and acd's
Y'all gon me lay something down I promise
And puff wear and listen to carl thomas
Puff and hide and we coping more guns
An we coming outside somebody gotta die

Go head you know we getting plenty of
Go head you know we plenty of dro
Go head you we coming from y-o
Go head though go head really though
Go you know we hitting plenty of hos
Go head you we ripping plenty of shows
Go head you know we coming y-o
Go head truly though go head though

Now I warned y'all that sheek was the one
Now I'm warning y'all that I got my gun
to kill, don't worry bout no doctor bill
It ain't gone be one of just yo casket clothes
Lox, nah you rather fuck wit the
Cause I pop and turn y'all the optimum box
No feud, it's straight hate wit dude
So I'm hungry and let the morgue zip up your
You wanna hope on our and go whilly yo bikes
And ruff ryder tees, motherfucker please
You a nigga, want you stick to the skis
And I don't a nigga raps no more
So I don't bother to go in the store an cop y'all
time I cop y'all shit if lox on it
I shoot you in yo ain't no calling the cops
I want my shit back like cash flo and pop

I'm that, I'm always this
But the floor nasty like hallway piss
If you here the p spitting it's a ass song
When I die mama me wit street clothes on
drama be the threapy, the beef goes on
Should've speaking out of it makes it a lot
But I was wit the savages, kicking the drop
for the money, die for my niggas, run from the law
Catch me smoking my or fucking your whore
Push my whip to the limit kind of hoping it
my clip to the tip kind of hoping you flip
I sorry for the crackheads, but happy for myself
So I got mixed feelings about this shit
I saying I'm gone quit after a couple of bricks
But I stop building and I don't pop children
But I got no problem kidnapping a