Game Aim For The Head Lyrics

Aim For The Head Lyrics

[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



[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



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