R-U ready....(to my coast headz come on) Ready...all my are you ready and to my east coast headz on R-U-ready...I say all my are you ready and to my headz overseas 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 together theres no so run these rebels race this be watchful of large cows covering in the dawn husk its the storm, I back relax and drink the slugga my fleet see ahead so we will see you sucka shake em down for profound punk down by lightnin, throw your fists up 'cause...
the escapade when its followed, move the from Guatemala move the Q-U 7 ago wit my father I met shorty whop at a dice game no words where exchanged, language did its thang think I didnt when I did honey back to the nest the back as soon as we hit the rest me tongue and kisses sway a fly wind bloom undressed as she layed across the room and cocked her up on the bed and grabbed her ankles and said its been a long time lets see if ready yet
All my peoples are you R-U..all my peopless are you
we the of misfortune have faught one common cause I mine in yours for fallen off when uncontrollable offers coffins for all of you soon see it might be too late to come in unity
Yo its on again, wack get gone it when Boot Camp begin in so I say all my are you ready, are you ready, not the one gas the Getty let the soldiers get busy light this party like a you too late we start we, nothin gets copy when meet, oh god we gon last when Im rockin you cant from me the grass out the smash we rock rows, I crash like a drunk driver wit his tire punk you know the half and if you do then maybe you can wit me and my
oh, oh its my go, I blow outta the frame tell me it wassnt your last l.p. to blame so i got this shit lockdown like 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 weed and they pronto I play the background call me the head out to get mine, I aint got no time for convo I got you, hak-2, hit em wit a me and sluggah out a shorty in diablo
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From an region, me and my legion never believe in the ways of a heathen I in, out improve on my physical trees keep me blessed, prepare for my its critical when I belittle wit syllables I choose to use 'cause yall niggas is its difficult to see ready journalist racin thru crews like Andretti
As I come back on put you in the to sit back and relax I hope you cop a swat what I got rocks your mind body and soul as I take the definition of Buck..Force I stayed away for 3 years but came in the 4th to stand alone on the throne of Buck be the boss, the rest gettin True....
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