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Aim for the head, when you see him, go get him
Aim for the head, when you see him, go get him
Aim for the head, when you see him, go get him
*Watch 'em now, watch 'em
Aim for the head, you see him, go get him nigga
Aim for the head, when you see him, go get him
Aim for the head, you see him, go get him nigga
Let them lames know you ain't playin 'em

Shit real, I know how baggin a brick feel
Big deal, hit the garage and switch
My real, with the menage and tip drills
Give me a massage, then show me how them feel
I'm shinin cause I'm clinin on the strip
And I grip steel, still the clip steel
Everything I spit real, everything I ill
Everything sick, for real
When shit switch, ain't shit
Like Rick James, I'm bitch
Get change, big chain and gliss
I'm with game, make cake like this quick
My album went gold in a month, was a quick flip
say shit bitch, 'cause niggaz with the lip bit
Aint one in the gun, 'till it go click
Then I'm clips and squeeze like toothpaste
Palm over my forearm so I could shoot

Aim for the head, when you see him, go get him
Aim for the head, you see him, go get him nigga
Aim for the head, you see him, go get him nigga
Let them lames you ain't playin with 'em

My is to live lavish, rip mad kids
Jin stand out like Swiss ad
to me, your shit's average, no matter how you come
Should've been spit on volume one, tell corner it's time
in the towel, you done
Call up Jimmy, Lyles, whoever you want
a wrap, your career can not be saved
Fuck a comeback, you ain't Flavor Flav
Before my dropped, I rocked show for G's
Blowin trees, while I'm overseas
to PR, won a quick fifty G's
And I'm poppin up on Smack DVD's
Aint got no platinum plaques for records
But if eatin rappers was sales, I'm seven times
to blow, get set for detonation
Speakin on of the next generation

Aim for the head, when you see him, go get him
Aim for the head, when you see him, go get him
Aim for the head, when you see him, go get him
Let them lames know you ain't playin 'em

No matter what they spit, I ain't convinced
Not at all, your brains over the window, make it look you got red tints
your GT got a bulletproof F-R-O-N-T
Pop them slugs and give a fuck about your Bentley
You a punk and I'm a boy
It's the U Cheeks and I ain't talkin bout that nigga the Lost Boys
The was too big, you had to see the fall
You had to see that havin it all was a casualty of war
I got keys like a cord when I'm a sword
I bring you the law, got them things on the fog
We the best and I got to spit a punchline
'Cause I do situps all the track when it's crunchtime
this rap shit, I've been realer, you got thin scrilla
I'll put this machette through the side of chin chilla
hoodie with the matchin fitted
Don't come up short lil' nigga, we even clappin

Aim for the head, you see him, go get him nigga
Aim for the head, when you see him, go get him
Aim for the head, you see him, go get him nigga
Let them lames you ain't playin with 'em (2X)