Jean Claude Ades (J.C.A.)
Jean Claude Ades (J.C.A.) - Off With His Head lyrics
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I don't give a fuck, till I die, I'ma live it up Hit 'em up, nigga what what, nigga what? Better watch yo' ass 'fore I pull the choppers out the stash And helicopter yo' ass, about a block and a half 'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz Where you at Prop? Aiyo it's off with his head Let the blood-shed, 'cause all my thug sons'll bust lead Yo I rep like one of the best, my Mac numbin' your flesh They on tracks but they runnin' from death Who fuckin' with 'spect? Yo dog, I'm the youngest to rep Comin' correct, niggaz know I blow my gun in a sec 'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz What the deal Twin? Yeeeah Baby, aiyo it's off with his head Slap the shit out the Devil and tear his horns off his head Aiyo it's almost over, few months we all gon' know Jehovah Til then I'ma keep the steel in the shoulder holster I ain't ready to die, bury me alive But if my nigga got beef, we goin' together tonight 'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz What you say Twin? Aiyo it's off with his head Left a body stiff and dead with the infrared It's hard to survive, this armor hold part of this tribe And takin' niggaz lives, so what? They tryin' take mine What I'm supposed to do? Let shit slide like I was close to you? This murder I write, pushin' a hearse, let me chauffeur you 'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz What the deal son? Aiyo it's off with his head Nigga I was born in the fuckin' Dawn of the Dead I always got my Dunn like I always got my gun Fresh out the box, oiled and cocked, Glock 21 Once I have a gun to pop, I ain't gon' stop till I'm done So either call the cops, or bust a shot nigga uh 'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz Hold me down Pros' Aiyo it's off with his head Put that nigga to sleep and make a coffin his bed I come from rough times where niggaz bust 9's and be like fuck rhymes And puff dimes, slippin' on front lines and lust crimes You better trust mines, I'm down for the cause Gimme a round of applause and hear the sound of the 4's 'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz What the deal kid? Aiyo it's off with his head Cock the lead redecorate the crib burgundy red Aiyo I never front, I want whatever nigga let's dump Whoever want it gonna get lift with the pump I mention I'm dumb, my trigger finger fittin' to jump Got the whole left side of my face twitchin' and stuff 'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz Take us home Dunn Aiyo it's off with his head He ain't really want it so he lost it instead 'Picture Me Rollin'' like 'Pac in the drop, my style too hot To figure out, oh Lord, please don't make me put this nigga out My trigger shout through your area code The scary explos', your click get, leary of foes 'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz Now it's on Twin now it's on Twin Yeah, ha, now it's on Twin Terror Squad, Big Pun, The Don, Armaged-deon Prospect, Triple Seis, Cuban Link, Terror Squad