Luyện nghe bài hát Go Head

Ruff nigga, volume 2
We niggas the meaning of ryde or die
So all that bullshit you talking, go head

You gotta slap me five or give me a hug
And it when you gotta kill a nigga you love
But I'm gone deal wit my enemies
Cause I got'em looking for my solo album kennedy jr.
Fuck crush ice, go head and get shine on
I'm bout to cop rocks y'all niggas can climb on
Don't bout why I ain't got mine on
I want some new shit, I don't want that you can tell time on
ain't all good right now
Cause some more niggas die an all you in the hood right now
Y'all can stop acting like nigga j gone squeeze
Cause all I got is misdeameanors and acd's
Y'all gon make me lay something down I
And puff wear scarmas and listen to carl
running and hide and we coping more guns
An we coming outside cause somebody 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 truly though go head though
Go head you we hitting plenty of hos
Go head you know we ripping of shows
Go head you know we from y-o
Go head though go head really though

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

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