Luyện nghe bài hát Headz Are Reddee Pt. II

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

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

the when its followed, move 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, language did its thang
think I didnt I did take honey back to the nest
twist the back as soon as we hit the
me tongue and kisses like a fly wind bloom
seductivly undressed as she layed across the
and cocked her seat up on the bed and her ankles and said
its been a long time lets see if your yet

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

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

Yo its on again,
wack get gone it 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 busy this party like a bar-be
you too late once we start we, nothin copy
when squads meet, oh god we gon
when Im rockin you cant from me
from the out the smash
we rock rows, I crash like a drunk wit his tire slashed
punk you 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
me that 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 time for
(I know)me and rino be like the ranger and tonto
stickin niggas up for weed and they pronto
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 ville sluggah out a 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 people dem, we have to be a little
all in all the Top Dog you be wrong-
to miss, the on CD-Rom
givin you the bomb, big up to Tawl

From an unknown region, me and my
never believe in the evil of a heathen
I breathe in, out improve on my
trees me blessed, prepare for my ritual
its critical when I fools wit syllables
I to use 'cause yall niggas is pitiful
its difficult to see whose
Nocoturnal journalist racin thru like Andretti

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

Buckshot is here to you best believe it in
now you for what we got
gotta give a big
to the conference all
Tigga, Tek and Sway, the Bay in the place to be
B double O T-C-A-M-P, an we
Gotta big-up Illanoiz, DJ Swan, The
always yall