Luyện nghe bài hát Go Head

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

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

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

Now I warned y'all niggas that was the one
Now I'm warning y'all that I got my gun
Read to kill, don't worry bout no bill
It ain't gone be one of just yo casket clothes
Lox, nah you fuck wit the cops
Cause I pop and turn y'all like the box
No feud, it's straight hate wit dude
So I'm hungry and let the morgue zip up crew
You wanna hope on our and go whilly yo bikes
And wear ruff tees, motherfucker please
You a poke-a-nose nigga, want you to the skis
And I don't hear a nigga raps no
So I bother to go in the store an cop y'all shit
Only 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

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

I'm always that, I'm this
But the floor stay nasty like hallway
If you the p spitting it's a deep ass song
When I die mama me wit street clothes on
Cause drama be the threapy, the goes on
Should've 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 weed or fucking your
Push my whip to the limit of hoping it flip
Throw my to the tip kind of hoping you flip
I feel sorry for the crackheads, but for myself
So I got mixed feelings about this 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 kidnapping a bitch

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

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