Go Head

(Styles) Ruff

Ryder *******,

Volume 2 We show *******s the meaning of ryde or die

So all that bull************t you talking, go head ******* (Jadakiss)

You don't gotta slap 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 sooner

Cause I got'em looking for my solo album like

Kennedy Jr.

******* crush ice, go head and get your ************ne on

I'm bout to cop rocks that y'all *******s can climb on

Don't worry bout why

I ain't got mine on

I want some new ************t,

I don't want nothing that you can tell time on

Things ain't all good right now

Cause before some more *******s die yall in the hood right now

Y'all can stop acting like that *******

J gone squeeze

Cause all

I got is misdeameanors and some

ACD's Y'all gon make me lay something down

I promise

And Puff wear scarmas and listen to

Carl Thomas

Puff running and hide and we coping more guns

An we coming outside cause somebody gotta die (Chorus)

Go head you know we getting plenty of

Dough Go head you know we lighting plenty of dro

Go head you know we coming from

Y-O Go head truly though

Go head really though

Go Head you know we hitting plenty of hos

Go head you know we ripping plenty of shows

Go head you know we coming from

Y-O Go head truly though

Go head really though (Sheek)

Ayo I warned y'all *******s that

Sheek was the one

Now I'm warning y'all *******s that

I got my gun

Rent to kill, don't worry bout no doctor bill

It ain't gone be one of those just yo casket clothes

Lox, nah you rather ******* wit the cops

Cause I pop and turn y'all like the optimum box

No pay per viev, it's straight hate wit dude

So I'm hungry and let the morgue zip up your crew you wanna hop on our ************s and go weelie yo bikes

And wear Ruff

Ryder tees, mother****** please

You a poke-a-nose *******, want you stick to the skis

And I don't hear it in your raps no more

So I don't bother to go in the store an cop y'all ************t

Only time

I cop y'all ************t if

Lox on it

I shoot you in yo mouth ain't no calling the cops

I want my ************t back like cash flo and

Elian's pop show

Chorus (Styles)

I'm always that,

I'm always this

But the flow stay nasty like hallway piss

If you here the

P spitting it's a deep ass song

When I die mama bury me wit street clothes on

Cause drama be the threapy, the beef goes on ************t i've been speaking out a bit makes it a lot

But I was ******* wit the savages, kicking the drop

Live for the money, die for my *******s, run from the law

Catch me smoking my ************ or ******* your whore

Push my whip to the limit kind of hoping it flip

Throw my clip to the tip kind of hoping you flip

I feel sorry for the crackheads, but happy for myself

So I got mixed feelings about this hussling ************t

I keep saying

I'm gone quit after a couple of bricks

But I can't stop building and

I don't pop children

But I got no problem kidnapping a ************

Chorus 2x