Текст песни Cassidy, Jin and J-Hood - Aim 4 the Head
Cassidy, Jin and J-Hood - Aim 4 the Head слова песни
[Chorus]Aim for the head, when you see him, go get him niggaAim for the head, when you see him, go get him niggaAim for the head, when you see him, go get him nigga*Watch `em now, watch `em now*Aim for the head, when you see him, go get him niggaAim for the head, when you see him, go get him niggaAim for the head, when you see him, go get him niggaLet them lames know you ain`t playin with `em[Cassidy]Shit real, I know how baggin a whole brick feelBig deal, hit the garage and switch wheelsMy chicks real, with the menage and tip drillsGive me a massage, then show me how them lips feelI`m shinin cause I`m clinin on the strip stillAnd I grip steel, still keep the clip steelEverything I spit real, everything I spit illEverything spit sick, for realWhen shit switch, ain`t shit changedLike Rick James, I`m rich bitchGet change, big chain and wrist glissI`m with game, I`ma make cake like this quickMy album went gold in a month, that was a quick flipDon`t say shit bitch, `cause niggaz with the lip bitAint one in the gun, `till it go click clickThen I`m gon`switch clips and squeeze like toothpastePalm over my forearm so I could shoot straight[Chorus]Aim for the head, when you see him, go get him niggaAim for the head, when you see him, go get him niggaAim for the head, when you see him, go get him niggaLet them lames know you ain`t playin with `em[Jin]My objective is to live lavish, rip mad kidsJin stand out like Swiss ad libsCompared to me, your shit`s average, no matter how you comeShould`ve been spit on volume one, tell your corner it`s timeThrow in the towel, you doneCall up Jimmy, Kevin Lyles, whoever you wantIt`s a wrap, your career can not be savedFuck makin a comeback, you ain`t Flavor FlavBefore my album dropped, I rocked show for G`sBlowin trees, while I`m tourin overseasFlew to PR, won a quick fifty G`sAnd I`m still poppin up on Smack DVD`sAint got no platinum plaques for records soldBut if eatin rappers was sales, I`m seven times goldBout to blow, get set for detonationSpeakin on behalf of the next generation[Chorus]Aim for the head, when you see him, go get him niggaAim for the head, when you see him, go get him niggaAim for the head, when you see him, go get him niggaLet them lames know you ain`t playin with `em[J-Hood]No matter what they spit, I still ain`t convincedNot at all, your brains over the window, make it look like you got red tintsHope your GT got a bulletproof F-R-O-N-TPop with them slugs and give a fuck about your BentleyYou a punk and I`m a boss boyIt`s the U Cheeks and I ain`t talkin bout that nigga from the Lost BoysThe barrel was too big, you had to see the fallYou had to see that havin it all was just a casualty of warI got keys like a cord when I`m swingin a swordI could bring you the law, got them things on the fogWe the best and I ain`t got to spit a punchline`Cause I do situps all over the track when it`s crunchtimeFuck this rap shit, I`ve been realer, you got thin scrillaI`ll put this machette through the side of your chin chillaBlack hoodie with the matchin fittedDon`t come up short lil` man, we even clappin midgets[Chorus]Aim for the head, when you see him, go get him niggaAim for the head, when you see him, go get him niggaAim for the head, when you see him, go get him niggaLet them lames know you ain`t playin with `em (2X)