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Buck Em Down
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Who Got da Props
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Enta Da Stage
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Ack Like U Want It
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Slave
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Son Get Wrec
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I Got Cha Opin
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Make Munne
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U Da Man
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Niguz Talk Shit
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Black Smif-N-Wessun
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Powaful Impak!
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Shit Iz Real
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How Many MC's...
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Stay Real
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Who Got da Props?
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War Zone
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Throw Your Hands in the Air
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Freestyle
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The Fever
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Stoned Iz the Way
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Confusion
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One-Two
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Buck Em Down (Remix)
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Evil Dee Is On the Mix
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Weight of the World
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Intro
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Duress
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This Is What It Sounds Like (Worldwind)
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How We Do It
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Pressure Iz Tight
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Buckshot (Interlude)
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Five (Interlude)
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Two Turntables & a Mic
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Six Feet Deep
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Who Got The Props?
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I Got Cha Opin (Remix)
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Two Turntables and a Mic
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Murder MC's
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S--T Iz Real
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Powerful Impak!
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How Many MC's
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No Way (Ft Steele)
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headz ain't redee
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Thatz How It Iz
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Rush (Bonus)
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Showdown feat. Q-Tip
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buckshots freestyle joint
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Who Got The Props
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That'z How It Iz
(Feat. Heltah Skeltah, O.G.C., Smif-N-Wessun)
[BCC:]
Buckshot
Smif-N-Wessun (Tek and Steele)
The Fab 5 (Originoo Gun Clappaz and Heltah Skeltah) **
[FB5:]
Originoo Gun Clappaz (Louisville, Strang, Top Dawg)
Heltah Skeltah (Ruck and Rock)
[Intro/Chorus]
Headz Ain't Ready for this Clik we got
Headz Ain't Ready man I swear they not
[Louisville]
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
[Starang]
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
[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 brothas be askin
Why the Originoo Gunn Clappaz keep on clappin
[Ruck]
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.
[Rock]
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
...
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