Headz Ain’t Redee Black Moon (Ft. Heltah Skeltah, O.G.C. & Smif-N-Wessun)
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[Intro/Hook]
Headz Ain't Ready for this Clik we got
Headz Ain't Ready man I swear they not
[Louieville Sluggah]
Nowadays I had it up to here, from my chest to my head
When the buddha bless bless my head then the eyes are red
Coming 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
[Starang Wondah]
Heads ain't ready got the original guns and machetes
I pen that ass to the grass like I was Teddy
Cause brothers ain't ready for the fros and the dreads
Grab the Glock and hit ya from ya toes to ya head
[Top Dawg]
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 brothers be asking
Why the Originoo Gunn Clappaz keep on clapping
[Ruck]
Heads 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 these from now 'til noon
Now assume - position, punks pissing they pants
Cause lyrical skills is making you feel..
Headz Ain't Ready for this Clik we got
Headz Ain't Ready man I swear they not
[Louieville Sluggah]
Nowadays I had it up to here, from my chest to my head
When the buddha bless bless my head then the eyes are red
Coming 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
[Starang Wondah]
Heads ain't ready got the original guns and machetes
I pen that ass to the grass like I was Teddy
Cause brothers ain't ready for the fros and the dreads
Grab the Glock and hit ya from ya toes to ya head
[Top Dawg]
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 brothers be asking
Why the Originoo Gunn Clappaz keep on clapping
[Ruck]
Heads 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 these from now 'til noon
Now assume - position, punks pissing they pants
Cause lyrical skills is making you feel..
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