R-U ready....(to my coast headz come on) Ready...all my are you ready and to my coast headz come on R-U-ready...I say all my peoples are you and to my headz thats I say are you all my people are you
had it up to here, from my to my head when the led paint the town red your dead I groove thru pavements we all theres no slaveships so run these rebels that race be watchful of large hovering covering in the dawn husk its the storm, I cock relax and drink the slugga my fleet will see ahead so we see you sucka shake em down for profound your down by lightnin, throw your fists up 'cause...
the escapade when its followed, the shit from Guatemala the Q-U 7 years ago wit my father I met shorty whop at a block game no where exchanged, body language did its thang think I didnt I did take honey back to the nest the back as soon as we hit the rest me tongue and kisses sway like a fly wind undressed as she layed across the room and cocked her seat up on the bed and grabbed her and said its been a long lets see if your ready yet
All my peoples are you R-U..all my are you ready
we the soldiers of misfortune faught one common cause I keep mine in for fallen off when sources offers coffins for all of you we'll see it might be too late to come in unity
Yo its on again, wack get gone it when Camp begin swarmin in so I say all my are you ready, are you ready, not the one gas like the let the soldiers get light this party like a bar-be you too late we start we, nothin gets copy squads meet, oh god we gon last when Im rockin you cant from me from the grass out the we rock rows, I crash a drunk driver wit his tire slashed you dont know the half and if you do then maybe you can wit me and my
oh, oh its my go, I blow Mc's outta the tell me that it your last l.p. to blame so i got shit lockdown like terrorists in airplanes now that my swear is complete I got no for games (I know)me and be like the lone ranger and tonto stickin niggas up for they weed and pronto I play the background call me the honcho out to get mine, I aint got no for your convo I got you, hak-2, hit em wit a me and sluggah out a shorty in diablo
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From an unknown region, me and my believe in the evil ways of a heathen I breathe in, out improve on my trees me blessed, prepare for my ritual its critical when I belittle wit syllables I choose to use 'cause yall niggas is its difficult to see ready Nocoturnal journalist thru crews like Andretti
As I come back on put you in the mood to sit and relax I hope you cop a swat 'cause I got rocks your mind and soul as I take control the definition of Buck..Force I stayed away for 3 years but came in the 4th to alone on the throne of course Buck be the boss, the rest tossed True....
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