Luyện nghe bài hát Aim 4 The Head

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, you see him, go get him nigga
'em now, watch 'em now*
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, when you see him, go get him
Let them know you ain't playin with 'em

Shit real, I know how baggin a brick feel
Big deal, hit the and switch wheels
My chicks real, with the and tip drills
Give me a massage, then show me how lips feel
I'm shinin I'm clinin on the strip still
And I steel, still keep the clip steel
Everything I real, everything I spit ill
Everything spit sick, for
When switch, ain't shit changed
Like Rick James, I'm rich
Get change, big and wrist gliss
I'm with game, I'ma make cake like this
My album gold in a month, that was a quick flip
Don't say bitch, 'cause niggaz with the lip bit
one in the gun, 'till it go click 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, when you see him, go get him
Aim for the head, you see him, go get him nigga
Let them know you ain't playin with 'em

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

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, when you see him, go get him
Let them lames know you ain't with 'em

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

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 know you ain't playin 'em (2X)