Headz Are Reddee Pt Ii Lyrics by Boot Camp Clik

Headz Are Reddee Pt Ii Lyrics

    Intro:
    R-u ready....(to my west coast headz come on)
    Ready...all my headz are you ready
    And to my east coast headz come on
    R-u-ready...i say all my peoples are you ready
    And to my headz thats overseas
    I say are you ready
    All my people are you ready

    [louieville]
    Muthafucka had it up to here,
    From my chest to my head
    When the led paint the town red bloodshed your dead
    I groove thru these pavements
    We all together theres no slaveships
    So run these rebels that race this
    Be watchful of large cows hovering covering in the dawn
    Husk its the storm, i cock back
    Relax and drink the henne-vill slugga
    My fleet will see ahead so we will see you sucka
    Shake em down for profound sound
    Punk your down by lightnin, throw your fists up cuz...

    [tek]
    The escapade when its followed, move the shit from guatemala
    Move the q-u 7 years ago wit my father
    I met shorty whop at a block dice game
    No words where exchanged, body language did its thang
    Think i didnt when i did take honey back to the nest
    Twist the back as soon as we hit the rest
    Me tongue and kisses sway like a fly wind bloom
    Seductivly undressed as she layed across the room
    And cocked her seat up on the bed and grabbed her ankles and said
    Its been a long time lets see if your ready yet

    Chorus
    All my peoples are you ready
    R-u..all my peopless are you ready

    [steele]
    We the soldiers of misfortune have faught one common cause
    I keep mine in yours for fallen off
    When sources uncontrollable offers coffins for all of you
    Soon we'll see it might be too late to come in unity

    [rock]
    Yo its on again,
    Wack get gone it when boot camp begin swarmin in
    So i say all my peoples are you ready,
    Are you ready, not the one gas like the getty let the
    Soldiers get busy light this party like a bar-be
    You too late once we start we, nothin gets copy
    When squads meet, oh god we gon last
    When im rockin you cant escape from me
    From the grass out the smash
    We rock rows, i crash like a drunk driver wit his tire slashed
    Punk you dont know the half and if you do
    Then maybe you can fuck wit me
    And my w-w-b-c-c

    [starang]
    Oh, oh its my go, i blow mc's outta the frame
    Tell me that it wassnt your last l.p. to blame
    So i got this shit lockdown like terrorists in airplanes
    Now that my swear is complete i got no time for games
    (i know)me and rino be like the lone ranger and tonto
    Stickin niggas up for they weed and they pronto
    I play the background call me the head honcho
    Out to get mine, i aint got no time for your convo
    I got you, hak-2, hit em wit a combo
    Me and ville sluggah out a shorty in diablo

    Chorus

    [top dog]
    Life is a sound, we a de champions, the champions....yeeeeah
    Listen to sound, we a de numba one sound, de numba ones yeeeah
    For de people dem, we have to be a little stronger
    All in all the top dog you will be wrong-
    To miss, the storm on cd-rom
    Givin you the bomb, big up to tawl sean

    [ruck]
    From an unknown region, me and my legion
    Never believe in the evil ways of a heathen
    I breathe in, out improve on my physical
    Trees keep me blessed, prepare for my ritual
    Its critical when i belittle fools wit syllables
    I choose to use cuz yall niggas is pitiful
    Its difficult to see whose ready
    Nocoturnal journalist racin thru crews like andretti

    [buckshot]
    As i come back on tracks
    Put you in the mood to sit back and relax
    I hope you cop a swat cuz what i got rocks
    Your mind body and soul as i take control
    Whats the definition of buck..force
    I stayed away for 3 years but came back in the 4th
    To stand alone on the throne of course
    Buck be the boss, the rest gettin tossed
    True....

    Outro:
    Buckshot is here to stay you best believe it in
    Now you ready for what we got
    Gotta give a big big-up
    To the whole conference all
    Tigga, tek and sway, the bay boys in the place to be
    B double o t-c-a-m-p, an we busy
    Gotta big-up illanoiz, dj swan, the representativz
    Always representin yall

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