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  • Текст песни black moon - Headz Ain't Redee

    Исполнитель: black moon
    Название песни: Headz Ain't Redee
    Дата добавления: 08.04.2024 | 09:04:40
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    Headz ain't ready for this Clik we got
    Headz ain't ready man I swear they not

    Now a days I had it up to here, from my chest to my head
    When the Buddha bless bless my head and the eyes are red
    Comin' for ya, 3-2-1 nice to know ya
    You wanted to pop junk
    So now it's like a little Vigor
    I outta floor ya

    Headz ain't ready got the Original Gunz and machetes
    I Pen-dat ass to de-grass like I was Teddy
    Cause brothas ain't ready for the fros and the dreads
    Grab the glock and hitcha from ya toes to ya head

    There's an X amount of yar-we, yo pass the gar-weed
    Pass it over here so I can get Irie-why we
    Smoke so much brothas be askin'
    Why the Originoo Gunn Clappaz keep on clappin

    Headz ain't ready for what my clique got in store
    Cause what we got in store keeps us prepared for the war
    Shows get blown, hoes get thrown out the room
    Plus napkins for nitwits that ride deez from now til noon
    Now assume, position, punks pissin' dey pants
    Caise lyrical skillz is makin' you feel

    Still if-in-case you didn't know how we be livin
    It's in, my nature to keep Robin like Givens
    For real doe, bring your steel bro'
    Kill or be killed jerk - you don't know
    So that leaves ya screwed like a dildo
    I still blow, punks I crush into dust
    Plus we gothcha bucks (Who the warriors?)
    Rock and Ruck, and what?

    Headz ain't ready for this Clik we got
    Headz ain't ready man I swear they not

    Headz ain't ready for this Clik we got
    Headz ain't ready man I swear they not

    What's that aroma in the air? Trees
    So what that means son?
    Son that mean it's huntin' season
    Time to stack papes do you got what it takes
    Can you react when your life's at stake?
    I rock the stripes of an M-P, pon my timb tree
    And keep the Taurus for my enemies
    Whenever he comes in the mist of this Boot Camp Clik
    It gets realer so watch Steele serve justice
    Thirty-two degrees freeze until
    These MC's decide to relieve you of grievin'

    On my way from out of state, I hit my block F-A-P
    Wit my man Ruck and my man Rock S-T
    Jus' left my man brown nose
    Now we gotta sack of the black for the shows
    Clothes, ain't really nuthin to me
    But I stay wit my Timberland tree, and my
    B-double-O-T-C
    Rock, the party, keep my hair notty
    Did you notice me flowin' with potency
    Buckshot b-d-b-d and the Evil Dee, we rock fluently

    Headz ain't ready for this Clik we got
    Headz ain't ready man I swear they not

    Headz ain't ready for this Clik we got
    Headz ain't ready man I swear they not

    Mr. McGee don't get me angry (why?)
    You wouldn't like it when I'm angry
    Ill thoughts to the dome start to change me
    Rearrange the, way I be kickin', my flavor
    Even my neighbors
    Notice a change in the Ruck-est behavior

    Now you roaches don't even come close or approach this
    What I be smokin' leave your monkey ass chokin'
    Straight from yardie like the one Robert Marley
    You hardly ever saw me without a bag of that bomb weed
    I wake up in the mornin' and chocolate's what starts it
    Reachin' in my pocket for the roach to spark it

    I'm steppin' in hotter this year
    Wit my bredern dry-tear, my cousin wit no fear
    So who, wanna come tess Top Dawg
    They dig you out the ditch and then they take you to the morgue

    Here's Misdemeanor, the crook wit the mouth full
    Known for bein' live and rockin' those flava Timbos
    Half pass Lincoln, clothes dead and stinkin'
    Country bwoy got me just zonin' and thinkin'
    Time to start stackin' on you crab ass snakes
    Gotta move right, cause my rep's at stake
    Call up my dawgs that's quick to bust
    P.N.C. take it back to the dust
    Now I got fo' eyes to watch my back
    Plus my own two make it a full six-pack
    Now we bring the ruckas to wannabee knuckas
    Bodyin' suckas like I change up my chuckas

    Don't you know the W-a-r (war)
    Is o-n (on) open to them headz scopin'
    Hopin' they can get a bite, and write what I write
    But they don't know the night
    Keeps me and my Clik air tight (right)
    All you biters wanna chunk the script
    But your quick to take a flick
    By my side as you take my hand, givin' the fake smile
    But I peeped you for awhile
    Ease off selecta when the B.D. pulled your file
    Can I pull your card again, the Buck's guardian
    Is the Arm-a-Leg-Leg-Arm-a-Head
    So begin to drop the bombs (Heltah Skeltah)
    Booyah!

    You ask for it, who want beef well here's war
    For this I packs twin automatic 4-4's
    Kids this ain't before don't even speak about my fleet
    Many pop junk but front when MC's meet
    Dem not ready

    Headz ain't ready for this Clik we got (dem not ready)
    Headz ain't ready man I swear they not (naw)
    Heady Ain't Ready for the Clik we got (we really ready)
    Headz ain't ready man I swear they not (naw)
    Headz ain't ready, for the Click we got
    (They ain't nowhere near ready)
    Но ты быстро снимаешь фильм
    Рядом со мной, когда ты берешь меня за руку и фальшиво улыбаешься.
    Но я подсмотрел за тобой некоторое время
    Отпустите селектор, когда Б.Д. вытащил твой файл
    Могу ли я снова вытащить твою карту, опекун Бака?
    Это рука-нога-нога-рука-голова
    Итак, начните сбрасывать бомбы (Хельта Скелта)
    Буя!

    Вы просите об этом, кто хочет говядины, вот война.
    Для этого я беру с собой двойные автоматические 4-4.
    Дети, это не раньше, даже не говорите о моем флоте
    Много поп-музыки, но впереди, когда встречаются МС.
    Дем не готов

    Headz не готов к этому клику, который у нас есть (они не готовы)
    Headz не готовы, чувак, клянусь, они не (нет)
    Heady не готов к клику, который у нас есть (мы действительно готовы)
    Headz не готовы, чувак, клянусь, они не (нет)
    Headz не готов к клику, который мы получили
    (Они еще далеко не готовы)

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