Luyện nghe bài hát Go Head

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

You don't slap me five or give me a hug
And it hurts when you gotta kill a nigga you
But I'm gone deal wit my enemies
I got'em looking for my solo album like kennedy jr.
Fuck crush ice, go head and get your on
I'm bout to cop rocks y'all 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 niggas die an turn all you in the hood right now
Y'all can stop acting like that nigga j squeeze
Cause all I got is misdeameanors and some
gon make me lay something down I promise
And puff wear scarmas and to carl thomas
Puff running and hide and we coping more
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 know we coming y-o
Go head truly 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 coming y-o
Go head though go head really though

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

I'm that, I'm always this
But the floor nasty like hallway piss
If you the p spitting it's a deep ass song
I die mama bury me wit street clothes on
Cause drama be the threapy, the beef on
been speaking out of it makes it a lot
But I was fucking wit the savages, the drop
Live for the money, die for my niggas, run the law
Catch me smoking my or fucking your whore
my whip to the limit kind of hoping it flip
Throw my clip to the tip kind of you flip
I feel sorry for the crackheads, but happy for
So I got mixed feelings about this hussling
I keep saying I'm gone quit after a couple of
But I can't stop and I don't pop children
But I got no problem kidnapping a