Luyện nghe bài hát Go Head

Ruff nigga, volume 2
We show niggas the meaning of or die
So all that bullshit you talking, go head

You gotta slap me five or give me a hug
And it hurts when you gotta kill a nigga you
But I'm deal wit my enemies sooner
I got'em looking for my solo album like kennedy jr.
Fuck crush ice, go and get your shine on
I'm bout to cop rocks that niggas can climb on
Don't worry bout why I ain't got on
I want some new shit, I don't want that you can tell time on
Things all good right now
Cause some more niggas die an turn all you in the right now
Y'all can stop acting that nigga j gone squeeze
Cause all I got is misdeameanors and some
Y'all gon make me lay something down I
And puff wear and listen to carl thomas
running and hide and we coping more guns
An we coming cause somebody gotta die

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

Now I warned y'all niggas that was the one
Now I'm y'all niggas that I got my gun
Read to kill, don't bout no doctor bill
It ain't be one of those just yo casket clothes
Lox, nah you rather wit the cops
I pop and turn y'all like the optimum box
No paper feud, it's straight wit dude
So I'm hungry and let the morgue zip up crew
You wanna on our dicks and go whilly yo bikes
And ruff ryder tees, motherfucker please
You a poke-a-nose nigga, want you stick to the
And I don't hear a raps no more
So I don't bother to go in the store an cop y'all
Only I cop y'all shit if lox on it
I shoot you in yo mouth no calling the cops
I want my shit back like flo and elian's pop

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