[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
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Too have another half of glass of wine sound asinine Ya i know But i never had no problem with alcohol Ouch look out for the wall aim for the couch im
be back So if I die do the same for me Shed no tears An Outlaw, thug living in this game for years Why worry? Hope to God Get me high when I'm buried
wise words bein quoted Peeped the weakness int he rap game and sewed it Bow down, pray to God hoping that he's listenin Seein niggaz comin for me, to
this game Searching for fortune and fame The one thing we all adore Something worth dying for It's been nothing but pain Stuck in this game Searching for
I committed myself to the game don't be letting them tell you them lies we make the industry real when it's fake so stay meditating so your head is facing into the direction you aim
t like it when I change And you are type strange Make room, manaical monster in the game And I got my eye on you Deadshot aim, as free throws keep comin
can't reach me I'm way above your aim Go 'head nigga, say another name Take dis family for a joke and play dem wayans brotha games And I'm a get u sucka
are not the same I am a martian And I'm hotter than summer rain like cartoni Lock load ready to aim at any target I can get your brains for a bargain
chest and your arm hit Pow, one to the head now you know he dead Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game Naw better yet a veteran a hall of fame
get fucked if I ever met her Bet ya ditch get dug you ever step up One by one I push 'em down fat bullet fat head make a pussy sound Hard head soft ass
do the old usual - hit your block, just spittin' Heads spinnin' like a set of seventeens or somethin' Respect me for who I be: seventeen, head-bustin'
bank LET a man run an Errand I'm a hit him like aye Look in his eye and a nigga might blink Aim at his head and I nigga might think (listen) Sniffin
Menage Trois And exotic cars chilling with the hottest stars And it ain't no stopping this I can't help it I'm an optomist And Ima make ya head bop to
say (Verse 1) Sick wit' it, six digits, big engines Get lots of head like six midgets It just this code I live by, Represent the road I grew up by, And I see the game
Yo, I could've been had fame Jump shot with a stupid ass aim 'Cause you couldn't get around the last name So my crossover wins the last game And it's
And exotic cars chilling with the hottest stars And it ain't no stop to this I can't help it, I'm an optimist And I'ma make ya head bop to this And
