Luyện nghe bài hát Headz Are Reddee Pt. II

R-U ready....(to my west coast come on)
Ready...all my headz are you
and to my east coast 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 the town red bloodshed your dead
I thru these pavements
we all together no slaveships
so run these that race this
be watchful of cows hovering covering in the dawn
husk its the storm, I back
relax and the henne-vill slugga
my fleet will see ahead so we will see you
shake em down for sound
punk your down by lightnin, throw fists up 'cause...

the escapade 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, body did its thang
think I didnt I did take honey back to the nest
twist the back as as we hit the rest
me tongue and kisses sway like a fly bloom
seductivly undressed as she layed the room
and cocked her seat up on the bed and grabbed her and said
its been a long time see if your ready yet

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

we the soldiers of misfortune faught one common cause
I keep mine in for fallen off
when 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 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 light this party like a
you too late once we start we, gets copy
when squads meet, oh god we gon
when Im rockin you cant escape me
from the grass out the
we rows, I crash like a drunk driver wit his tire slashed
punk you dont the half and if you do
then maybe you can 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 for games
(I know)me and rino be like the lone ranger and
niggas up for they weed and they pronto
I play the background call me the head
out to get mine, I aint got no time for your
I got you, hak-2, hit em wit a
me and ville out a shorty in diablo

[Top
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 to be a little stronger
all in all the Top Dog you will be
to miss, the Storm on
givin you the bomb, big up to Tawl

From an unknown region, me and my
never believe in the ways of a heathen
I in, out improve on my physical
keep me blessed, prepare for my ritual
its when I belittle fools wit syllables
I choose to use yall niggas is pitiful
its difficult to see whose
Nocoturnal journalist racin thru crews like

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

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