Go Head (Paul Wall Diss)

[Intro: Chamillionaire]

I'm the truest to do it, I'm the truest to do it

I'm the truest to do it

I'm the truest to do it

I'm the truest to do it

I'm the truest to do it

Yeah, you in the presence of the truest

Chamillitary nigga, what up Rasaq let's get this mayn hol' up

[Hook: Chamillionaire]

Go-go, go-go

Go-go 'head, go 'head (They ain't ready nigga)

Go-go, go-go

Go-go 'head, go 'head (They ain't ready nigga)

Go-go, go-go

Go-go 'head, go 'head (They ain't ready nigga)

Go-go, go-go

Go-go 'head, go 'head

[Verse 1: 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 niggas 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: Chamillionaire]

Go-go, go-go

Go-go 'head, go 'head

Go-go, go-go

Go-go 'head, go 'head

Go-go, go-go

Go-go 'head, go 'head

Go-go, go-go

Go-go 'head, go 'head

[Verse 2: 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 niggas dicks

How you a "chick magnet", you no different from a bitch

Ho 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

[Outro: Rasaq]

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