Aim For The Head Lyrics - Cassidy

[Hook - Swizz Beats] 

Aim for da head when you see him go get em nigga 

Aim for da head when you see him go get em nigga 

Aim for da head when you see him go get em nigga 

[Game] 

Yo Cass, let dey ass know you aint playin wit em 

[Swizz] 

Aim for da head when you see him go get em nigga 

Aim for da head when you see him go get em nigga 

Aim for da head when you see him go get em nigga 

[Cassidy] 

Ayo Game, let dem lames know you aint playin wit em 

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[Verse 1 - The Game] 

I got my slugs on, gettin my thug on 

New Era brim low, giavanni rims OH 

Phantom got curtains cant see thru da tint so 

Brought a .45 put da barrel on da window 

Its me and Swiggle fo shizzle V twistle da pistol 

Cock it back if you carry a missle 

Den cross both of ya arms, nigga fold em back 

If you miss Solja Slim, do da Nolia clap 

Or recline da seats in da rover back 

Yeah its me and young Cass till Hov come back 

You wanna see us both dead, yea load ya gat 

Youll be da first nigga to bring penny loafers back 

Why niggas wanna see me R.I.P? 

Empty da clip inna nigga before i D-I-E 

Prayin on my downfall like B.I.G. 

I be in da cockpit ridin dirty like T.I.P. 

Popo pull me ova wanna c I.D. 

Searchin my shit tryna find my 3 times 3 

They dont know I got 4 times 4 in da back 

Wit enough bodies on it to give a nigga 5 times 5 

Other niggas snitch on him 

Like if he got da Rover parked crooked in da front he might have bricks on him 

I send a lamp back like a brother of Rick Porter 

Run up on you and give you a buck fifty like six quarters 

[Cassidy] 

Shit real, i know how baggin a whole brick feel 

Big deal hit da garage and switch wheels 

My chicks real, wit da manage and tip drill 

Gimme a massage den show me how dem lips feel 

Im shinin cuz im grindin on da strip still 

And I grip steel still got da clip still 

Everything I spit real, Everything I spit Ill 

Everything I spit sick f'real and shit switch 

Aint shit change like Rick James im rich, bitch 

Get change, big chain, da wrist glist 

I whip game imma make cake like Bisquick 

My album went gold in a month dat was a quick flip 

Dont say shit bitch, cuz niggas wit da lip get 

Every one in da gun till da gun (CLICK CLICK) 

I'ma switch clips n squeeze like toothpaste 

Palm over my forearm so i can shoot straight 

I'm bout to make it hard to eat like toothpaste 

My flow dope like I go in da booth and shoot base 

Deuce deuce on da skate, plus da coop great 

Im not broke, I cop coke by da suitcase 

My boots lace got base and dem white kis 

Bout to cop da convertable crib like Ice-T 

And dat ice on ya sleeve, dats light cheese 

I speend a hundred gs a year on white tees 

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Aim for da head when you see him go get em nigga 

Aim for da head when you see him go get em nigga 

Aim for da head when you see him go get em nigga 

Yo Cass let dey ass kno you aint playin wit em 

Aim for da head when you see him go get em nigga 

Aim for da head when you see him go get em nigga 

Aim for da head when you see him go get em nigga 

Ayo Game let dem lames kno you aint playin wit em 

[Verse 2 - The Game] 

If you wanna go to war, den pop sumtin 

If you wanna go to war, den pop sumtin 

If you wanna go to war, den pop sumtin 

You cant afford a Swizz track nigga stop frontin 

If you wanna go to war, den pop sumtin 

If you wanna go to war, den pop sumtin 

If you wanna go to war, den pop sumtin 

You cant afford a Swizz track nigga stop frontin