Luyện nghe bài hát Headz Are Reddee Pt. II

R-U ready....(to my west coast come on)
Ready...all my are you ready
and to my east coast come on
R-U-ready...I say all my are you ready
and to my thats overseas
I say are you
all my are you ready

had it up to here,
from my chest to my
when the led paint the town red bloodshed your
I groove thru pavements
we all together no slaveships
so run rebels that race this
be watchful of large hovering covering in the dawn
its the storm, I cock back
relax and drink the slugga
my fleet will see so we will see you sucka
em down for profound sound
punk your down by lightnin, throw fists up 'cause...

the escapade when its followed, the shit from Guatemala
move the Q-U 7 ago wit my father
I met shorty whop at a dice game
no words where exchanged, body did its thang
think I didnt when I did take honey to the nest
twist the as soon as we hit the rest
me tongue and kisses like a fly wind bloom
seductivly undressed as she layed the room
and cocked her up on the bed and grabbed her ankles and said
its a long time lets see if your ready yet

All my peoples are you
R-U..all my are you ready

we the of misfortune have faught one common cause
I keep mine in yours for off
sources uncontrollable offers coffins for all of you
soon we'll see it might be too to come in unity

Yo its on again,
wack get it when Boot Camp begin swarmin in
so I say all my are you ready,
are you ready, not the one gas the Getty let the
soldiers get light this party like a bar-be
you too once we start we, nothin gets copy
when squads meet, oh god we gon
when Im rockin you cant from me
from the grass out the
we rock rows, I crash like a drunk driver wit his slashed
you dont know the half and if you do
then you can fuck wit me
and my

oh, oh its my go, I blow Mc's the frame
tell me that it wassnt your last l.p. to
so i got this shit lockdown like in airplanes
now that my swear is complete I got no time for
(I know)me and rino be the lone ranger and tonto
stickin niggas up for they weed and they
I play the background call me the honcho
out to get mine, I got no time for your convo
I got you, hak-2, hit em wit a
me and sluggah out a shorty in diablo

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is a sound, we a de champions, the champions....yeeeeah
listen to sound, we a de numba one sound, de ones yeeeah
for de dem, we have to be a little stronger
all in all the Top Dog you will be
to miss, the Storm on
you the bomb, big up to Tawl Sean

From an unknown region, me and my
never in the evil ways of a heathen
I breathe in, out on my physical
trees keep me blessed, prepare for my
its critical when I fools wit syllables
I choose to use 'cause niggas is pitiful
its to see whose ready
journalist racin thru crews like Andretti

As I back on tracks
put you in the mood to sit and relax
I hope you cop a swat what I got rocks
mind body and soul as I take control
whats the of Buck..Force
I away for 3 years but came back in the 4th
to stand alone on the of course
Buck be the boss, the rest gettin
True....

Buckshot is to stay you best believe it in
now you ready for we got
give a big big-up
to the whole all
Tigga, Tek and Sway, the Bay Boys in the to be
B double O T-C-A-M-P, an we
Gotta big-up Illanoiz, DJ Swan, The
always representin