Go Head Lyrics - Singles - Ruff Ryders

Ruff ryder nigga, volume 2 

We show niggas the meaning of ryde or die 

So all that bullshit you talking, go head nigga 

You don't gotta slap me five or give me a hug 

And it hurts when you gotta kill a nigga you love 

But I'm gone deal wit my enemies sooner 

Cause I got'em looking for my solo album like kennedy jr 

Fuck crush ice, go head and get your shine on 

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

Don't worry bout why I ain't got mine on 

I want some new shit, I don't want nothing that you can tell time on 

Things ain't all good right now 

Cause some more niggas die an turn all you in the hood right now 

Y'all can stop acting like that nigga 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 

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 

Now I warned y'all niggas that sheek was the one 

Now I'm warning y'all niggas that I got my gun 

Read 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 fuck wit the cops 

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

No paper feud, it's straight hate wit dude 

So I'm hungry and let the morgue zip up your crew 

You wanna hope on our dicks and go whilly yo bikes 

And wear ruff ryder tees, motherfucker please 

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

And I don't hear a nigga raps no more 

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

Only time I cop y'all shit if lox on it 

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

I want my shit back like cash flo and elian's pop 

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 

I'm always that, I'm always this 

But the floor 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 

Should've been speaking out of it makes it a lot 

But I was fucking wit the savages, kicking the drop 

Live for the money, die for my niggas, run from the law 

Catch me smoking my weed or fucking 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 shit 

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 bitch 

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 

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