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 you love
But I'm gone wit my enemies sooner
Cause I got'em looking for my solo like kennedy jr
Fuck crush ice, go head and get shine on
I'm bout to cop that y'all niggas can climb on
Don't bout why I ain't got mine on
I want new shit, I don't want nothing that you can tell time on
Things ain't all good now
Cause some more niggas die an all you in the hood right now
Y'all can stop acting that nigga j gone squeeze
all I got is misdeameanors and some acd's
Y'all gon make me lay 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 you know we getting plenty of dough
Go head you know we lighting of dro
Go head you we coming from y-o
Go head though go head really though
Go head you we hitting plenty of hos
Go head you know we plenty of shows
Go you know we coming from y-o
Go head truly though go head though

Now I warned niggas that sheek was the one
Now I'm warning y'all niggas I got my gun
Read to kill, don't worry bout no bill
It ain't gone be one of those just yo clothes
Lox, nah you fuck wit the cops
I pop and turn y'all like the optimum box
No feud, it's straight hate wit dude
So I'm and let the morgue zip up your crew
You hope on our dicks and go whilly yo bikes
And ruff ryder tees, motherfucker please
You a nigga, want you stick to the skis
And I don't hear a nigga raps no
So I don't bother to go in the an cop y'all shit
time I cop y'all shit if lox on it
I shoot you in yo mouth ain't no calling the
I my shit back like cash flo and elian's pop

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

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

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

Go you know we getting plenty 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 know we plenty 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