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 headz come on
R-U-ready...I say all my peoples are you
and to my thats overseas
I say are you
all my are you ready

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

the escapade when its followed, the shit from Guatemala
move the Q-U 7 years ago wit my
I met shorty whop at a dice game
no words where exchanged, body language did its
think I didnt I did take honey back to the nest
twist the back as as we hit the rest
me tongue and sway like 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 time lets see if your ready yet

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

we the soldiers of have faught one common cause
I mine in yours for fallen off
when sources uncontrollable coffins for all of you
soon we'll see it be too late 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 this party like a bar-be
you too late once we start we, nothin gets
when squads meet, oh god we gon
Im rockin you cant escape from me
from the out the smash
we rock rows, I crash like a drunk driver wit his tire
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 wassnt your l.p. to blame
so i got this shit lockdown like in airplanes
now that my swear is I got no time for games
(I know)me and rino be like the lone ranger and
niggas up for they weed and they pronto
I the background call me the head 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

[Top
is a sound, we a de champions, the champions....yeeeeah
listen to sound, we a de numba one sound, de numba ones
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 Sean

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 yall niggas is pitiful
its to see whose ready
Nocoturnal journalist racin thru like Andretti

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

Buckshot is here to stay you best 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 yall