"Go Pt. 2" lyrics
I don't really give a fuck what they say
I ain't ya fuckin' child bitch I ain't finna play
And I ain't fightin' with no nigga
I ain't finna be fuckin' up my day
(Police listenin' right now)
I gotta be watchin' what I say
With all these people watching me
How I'm gonna be watching where they stay
Dirty, dirty, dirty
Choppa ain't have time to toss the K
Man down, man down, skrrt
Know I get away
Hold up let me switch it
I done fucked around said too much again
Who dat, who dat
What up, who dat
That spinabenz, tornado kidd
I don't know what you heard but
Ain't no nigga finna fuck with me
I ain't no bitch
I ain't got no sense
You ain't gotta tell me
Cause I know I ain't shit, true
True to the game
Don't get confused by the fame
Curly bumpin' spinabenz as he flew through the lane
Try to take it, he goin' show you what he do bout a chain
I bet every fucking dollar that I got
I won't change
All I had was my choppa
I was goin' hard in the paint
I was whippin' niggas with my choppa
I was whippin' hard in the paint
Niggas wasn't fuckin' with me
All I had was a dream
This nigga looking like he dont know, I'll leave his ass on the scene
You think you fast?
I could make the semi shoot like a machine
Pop he's down, [?] his ass so he ain't got time to think
[?]
My Glock hot, my choppa hot, I'm running on fever
Bitch you must got amnesia
I don't know what you heard but
Ain't no nigga finna fuck with me
I ain't no bitch
I ain't got no sense
You ain't gotta tell me
Cause I know I ain't shit, true
True to the game
Don't get confused by the fame
Curly bumpin' spinabenz as he flew through the lane
Try to take it, he goin' show you what he do bout a chain
I bet every fucking dollar that I got
I won't change
Shawty saying fuck that
Whats the murder rate
We goin' up that
I ain't finna talk about that shit
Nigga fuck that
Why the fuck you all on my dick
That shit suspect
Stalkin' me, all on my trail
I don't trust that
Shawty saying fuck that
Whats the murder rate
We goin' up that
I ain't finna talk about that shit
Nigga fuck that
Why the fuck you all on my dick
That shit suspect
Stalkin' me, all on my trail
I don't trust that
I ain't ya fuckin' child bitch I ain't finna play
And I ain't fightin' with no nigga
I ain't finna be fuckin' up my day
(Police listenin' right now)
I gotta be watchin' what I say
With all these people watching me
How I'm gonna be watching where they stay
Dirty, dirty, dirty
Choppa ain't have time to toss the K
Man down, man down, skrrt
Know I get away
Hold up let me switch it
I done fucked around said too much again
Who dat, who dat
What up, who dat
That spinabenz, tornado kidd
I don't know what you heard but
Ain't no nigga finna fuck with me
I ain't no bitch
I ain't got no sense
You ain't gotta tell me
Cause I know I ain't shit, true
True to the game
Don't get confused by the fame
Curly bumpin' spinabenz as he flew through the lane
Try to take it, he goin' show you what he do bout a chain
I bet every fucking dollar that I got
I won't change
All I had was my choppa
I was goin' hard in the paint
I was whippin' niggas with my choppa
I was whippin' hard in the paint
Niggas wasn't fuckin' with me
All I had was a dream
This nigga looking like he dont know, I'll leave his ass on the scene
You think you fast?
I could make the semi shoot like a machine
Pop he's down, [?] his ass so he ain't got time to think
[?]
My Glock hot, my choppa hot, I'm running on fever
Bitch you must got amnesia
I don't know what you heard but
Ain't no nigga finna fuck with me
I ain't no bitch
I ain't got no sense
You ain't gotta tell me
Cause I know I ain't shit, true
True to the game
Don't get confused by the fame
Curly bumpin' spinabenz as he flew through the lane
Try to take it, he goin' show you what he do bout a chain
I bet every fucking dollar that I got
I won't change
Shawty saying fuck that
Whats the murder rate
We goin' up that
I ain't finna talk about that shit
Nigga fuck that
Why the fuck you all on my dick
That shit suspect
Stalkin' me, all on my trail
I don't trust that
Shawty saying fuck that
Whats the murder rate
We goin' up that
I ain't finna talk about that shit
Nigga fuck that
Why the fuck you all on my dick
That shit suspect
Stalkin' me, all on my trail
I don't trust that
