"Aim For Da Noggin" lyrics
When I'm squeezing aim for the noggin if you wanna live better get out the way
I'm in that free car tryna go score, brought the Honda Accord to the south of the Jane
Don't say nothing straight to the DV, go check the tv, we let it rain
Young boy days when it wasn't a GG, I used to walk wit' my hand on my blade
Remember that day when I didn't have a mask, I hit up your block with my hand on my face
I'm in the back seat cooling wit' Melly in the driver seat its the young boy Spadez
Don't get your head popped throwing up a 5 'cause we hate those guys and we know every face
We just touched up the next ABG, now the AMG in a high speed chase
Feeling like Pac how I'm living this thug life, down for the gun fights, Glock on my waist
Feel so good when I jump in the ride, take a trip to his side with a smile on my face
Shoot through the window, fuck up the glass, we gon' blow up the car if it come to my base
It was in drive when we put it in park doesn't make no sense but the bros got aim
He was alive now the nigga is dead
If he didn't die then he would've been sped, 'cause the victim died from a shot to the brain
Better thank God for the hospital bed, caught a shot to your chest and your with us today
I told the lil bros fill up the car don't even hit up the 5, let's go straight to the Lane
I hit up the murder man, he'll get you murdered man, watch how you talk 'cause my niggas don't play
I will give you a twenty, you catch you a dummy for speaking and saying his name
He thinkin' its funny, this nigga so lucky, when bro bang his knock then he take off his brain
If I hit they block then I'm goin with Larry the Bird, when he shooting I love how he aim
When I'm squeezing aim for the noggin if you wanna live better get out the way
I'm in that free car tryna go score, brought the Honda Accord to the south of the Jane
Don't say nothing straight to the DV, go check the tv, we let it rain
Young boy days when it wasn't a GG, I used to walk wit' my hand on my blade
Remember that day when I didn't have a mask, I hit up your block with my hand on my face
I'm in the back seat cooling wit' Melly in the driver seat its the young boy [?]
Don't get your head popped throwing up a 5 'cause we hate those guys and we know every face
We just touched up the next ABG, now the AMG in a high speed chase
I'm in that free car tryna go score, brought the Honda Accord to the south of the Jane
Don't say nothing straight to the DV, go check the tv, we let it rain
Young boy days when it wasn't a GG, I used to walk wit' my hand on my blade
Remember that day when I didn't have a mask, I hit up your block with my hand on my face
I'm in the back seat cooling wit' Melly in the driver seat its the young boy Spadez
Don't get your head popped throwing up a 5 'cause we hate those guys and we know every face
We just touched up the next ABG, now the AMG in a high speed chase
Feeling like Pac how I'm living this thug life, down for the gun fights, Glock on my waist
Feel so good when I jump in the ride, take a trip to his side with a smile on my face
Shoot through the window, fuck up the glass, we gon' blow up the car if it come to my base
It was in drive when we put it in park doesn't make no sense but the bros got aim
He was alive now the nigga is dead
If he didn't die then he would've been sped, 'cause the victim died from a shot to the brain
Better thank God for the hospital bed, caught a shot to your chest and your with us today
I told the lil bros fill up the car don't even hit up the 5, let's go straight to the Lane
I hit up the murder man, he'll get you murdered man, watch how you talk 'cause my niggas don't play
I will give you a twenty, you catch you a dummy for speaking and saying his name
He thinkin' its funny, this nigga so lucky, when bro bang his knock then he take off his brain
If I hit they block then I'm goin with Larry the Bird, when he shooting I love how he aim
When I'm squeezing aim for the noggin if you wanna live better get out the way
I'm in that free car tryna go score, brought the Honda Accord to the south of the Jane
Don't say nothing straight to the DV, go check the tv, we let it rain
Young boy days when it wasn't a GG, I used to walk wit' my hand on my blade
Remember that day when I didn't have a mask, I hit up your block with my hand on my face
I'm in the back seat cooling wit' Melly in the driver seat its the young boy [?]
Don't get your head popped throwing up a 5 'cause we hate those guys and we know every face
We just touched up the next ABG, now the AMG in a high speed chase
