Go Head Songtext

(*talking*) I'm the truest to do it, I'm the truest to do it I'm the truest to do it - 4x Yeah, you in the presence of the truest Chamillitary nigga, what up Rasaq let's get this mayn hol' up [Hook - 4x] Go-go, go-go Go-go 'head, go 'head [Chamillionaire] A Texas legend, with the most lyrical style Single hook is spitted, ain't always bout a freestyle We don't try to be pals, don't wanna holla at me now You should write a book, and call it how to be down You asking why do we clown, cause I'm the truth i look in the mirror and say thank ya For being the only rapper, that'll admit you ain't a gangsta I know you gon love, how vivid the picture is I paint ya You feeling like you a realer nigga than me in your heart, ain't ya I tried to warn him, but I kept getting the cold shoulder They thinking they flows colder, too late they got rolled over You Destiny's Child, now ya feeling it no soldier My nigga ya no Hova, you really got no flow brah For pumping that plastic crack, out of my trunk And I jump in when them majors tell me to jump, let it bump Yeah I'm valedictorian, nigga I'd never flunk Ashton Kutcher, pussy ass niggaz get punked ha-ha I was with the House, but I wasn't feeling the vibe You could interview me, I ain't got nothing to hide transaction denied I'm a flame-thrower, why do these suckers get fried When they ask him bout me, he must of replied... You gotta love me, nigga I swallow my pride Them records were dissing me, but I let beef slide I might let you slide, but watch yourself or we gon have to collide And that's the last warning, then I'll re-ride [Hook - 4x] [Rasaq] Society said I'm a menace, but it isn't cause I'm O-Dog It's because my froze jaw, got your vision thoed off Show you how a pro floss, when it comes to the dentist Before I finish the sentence, they asking how much did them hoes cost I spit on Paul Wall, cause you know you so soft Friendly ass teddy bear, step up and get broke off You a bopper, why you riding niggaz dicks How you a "chick magnet", you no different from a bitch Hoe sider dick rider, you a Nawf and Southsider You a dick-sucker partna, open up your mouth wider We can go toe to toe, one on one with no gun Put your head in your glass, till you looking at the sun You use to read the bible, trying to give a nigga hugs Only punched me from behind, when you jumped me in the club Not a scratch not a scar, not a cut not a smudge Nigga use to go to church, now you wanna be a thug You went from Gulfbank to 4-4, to 5-9 Southlea Trying to fit in, so you grill and show your mouthpiece (*talking*) It's Rasaq boy, you know my brother told me to chill out But you way too fake for all that boy, you know I see you by yourself, and you ain't trying to do nothing You know I'm saying, I see ya in the club and you trying to jump me Know I'm saying ha-ha, with bout five other dudes with your boys or whatever You know I'm saying, so the funny thang about that is This fool is only punching me in the back, like a lil' gal or some'ing You know I'm saying, and you been shooting too many slugs boy I hear you You know I'm saying so, you ain't shooting no mo' slugs this way Without taking no charge back, you feel me ha-ha Now you wanna be a G, now you wanna sip the bar and blow the dro And you was a grown man in your 20's, wearing Sponge Bob watches from Burger King I seen you in the Source man, don't try to front like you wasn't And all y'all old fans y'all know, this boy is rapping bout Gucci tampons And diamonds in his bugers, you know I'm saying And finally you a G, you use to claim the Northside Now you tal'n bout you on 5-9 of Southlea, no disrespect to Southlea You know I'm saying, but Paul Wall you a perpetrator, you ain't from there