Soundboy - Off Wit His Head lyrics

[Prod. by Just Blaze] [Verse 1: Big Pun] I don't give a f**! Til I die, I'mma live it up Hit em up, n***a what what, n***a what? Better watch yo' a** 'fore I pull the choppers out the stash And helicopter yo' a**, about a block and a half Cause I'mma ride for my n***as, die for my n***as Puff lye with my n***as til I'm high with my n***as Where you at Prop? [Verse 2: Prospect] Aiyyo 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 d**h Who f**in with 'spect? Yo dog, I'm the youngest to rep Comin correct, n***as know I blow my gun in a sec Cause I'mma ride for my n***as, die for my n***as Puff lye with my n***as til I'm high with my n***as What the deal Twin? [Verse 3: Big Pun] Yeah baby! Ayo it's off with his head Slap the sh** out the Devil and tear his horns off his head Ayo it's almost over, few months we all gon' know Jehovah Til then I'mma keep the steel in the shoulder holster I ain't ready to die, bury me alive But if my n***a got beef, we goin together tonight Cause I'mma ride for my n***as, die for my n***as Puff lye with my n***as til I'm high with my n***as What you say Twin? [Verse 4: Prospect] Ayo it's off with his head Left a body stiff and dead with the infrared It's hard to survive, ? armor hold ? this tribe And takin n***as lives, so what? They tryin take mine What I'm supposed to do? Let sh** slide like I was close to you? This murder I write, pushin a hearse, let me chaffeur you Cause I'mma ride for my n***as, die for my n***as Puff lye with my n***as til I'm high with my n***as What the deal son? [Verse 5: Big Pun] Aiyyo it's off with his head n***a I was born in the f**in Dawn of the Dead I always got my Dunn like I always got my gun Fresh out the box, oiled and co*ked, Glock 21 Once I have a gun to pop, I ain't gon' stop til I'm done So either call the cops, or bust a shot - n***a uhh Cause I'mma ride for my n***as, die for my n***as Puff lye with my n***as til I'm high with my n***as Hold me down Pros' [Verse 6: Prospect] Aiyyo it's off with his head Put that n***a to sleep and make a coffin his bed I come from rough times where n***as bust 9's and be like f** 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'mma ride for my n***as, die for my n***as Puff lye with my n***as til I'm high with my n***as What the deal kid? [Verse 7: Big Pun] Aiyyo it's off with his head co*k the lead redecorate the crib burgandy red Aiyyo I never front, I want whatever n***a 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'mma ride for my n***as, die for my n***as Puff lye with my n***as til I'm high with my n***as Take us home Dunn [Verse 8: Prospect] Aiyyo 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 n***a out My trigger shout through your area code The scary explos', your click get, leary of foes Cause I'mma ride for my n***as, die for my n***as Puff lye with my n***as til I'm high with my n***as Now it's on Twin - now it's on Twin Yeah, hah, now it's on Twin [Outro: Opera Steve] Terror Squad, Big Pun, The Don, Armaged-deon Prospect, Triple Seis, Cuban Link, Terror Squad