Boot Camp Clik
Diggin in Dah Vaults
Headz Ain't Redee

Listen To Headz Ain't Redee

Ahh yeah! Thats what im talkin about, boot camp clik,

Headz Aint Redee for the Clik we got "Black Moon"
Headz Aint Redee man I swear they not "Heltah Skeltah"
Headz Aint Redee for the Clik we got "OGC"
Headz Aint Redee man I swear they not
Headz Aint Redee for the Clik we got "Smif N Wessun"
Headz Aint Redee when I swear they not
Headz Aint Redee for the Clik we got
Headz Aint Redee when I swear they not

Verse One:

[Louieville]
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 4 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 Aint Reddee grab the Original Gunz and machetes
I pin that ass to the grass like I was Teddy
cuz brothas aint ready for the fros and the dreads
hitchu with the glock and hitcha from ya toes to ya head

[Top Dog]
There's an X amount of yar-we
yo pass the gar-weed
we 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 Aint Reddee for what my clik got in store
cuz what we got in store keeps us prepared for the war
shows get blown, ho's get thrown out the room
plus knapkins for knitwits that rochee from now til noon
Now assume posistion, punks pissin in pants
cuz lyrical skillz is makin you feel...

[Rock]
Still if in, case you don't know how we be livin
it's in my nature to keep robbin like Givens
for real doe, when your still broke
kill or be killed yo
you don't know
so that leave ya screwed like a dildo
I still blow, punks I crush into dust
plus we gothcha bucks
(Who the warriors?) Rock & Ruck and, what

Chorus:
Headz Aint Redee for the Clik we got
Headz Aint Redee man I swear they not
Headz Aint Redee for the Clik we got
Headz Aint Redee man I swear they not

Verse Two:

[Tek]
What's that aroma in the air?
treason, 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 lifes at stake
I rock the stripes of an M-P
pon my timb tree
and keep a watch for my enemy

[Steele]
whenever he comes in the mist of this Boot Camp Clik
it gets realer so watch this, serve justice
32 degrees freeze until
these MC's decide to relieve you from grievin

[Buckshot]
On my way from out of state
I hit my block F-A-P
wit my man Ruck & my man Rock S-T
jus left my man brown nose
now we gotta sac of the black for the shows
clothes aint really nuthin ta me
but I stay wit my Timberland tree
and my B-double-O-T-C
Rock, the party keep my hair notty
did you know it's me floatin wit potent see
Buckshot da b-d-b and the Evil Dee
rock fluently

Chorus:
Headz Aint Redee for the Clik we got
Headz Aint Redee man I swear they not
Headz Aint Redee for the Clik we got
Headz Aint Redee man I swear they not


Verse Three:

[Ruck]
Mr. McGee don't get me angry(why)
you wouldn't like it when my im angry
your thoughts to the dome start to change you
rearrange you, way i be kickin
my flava, even my neighbours
notice a change in the Ruckest behaviour

[Tek]
now you roaches don't even come close to approach this
what I be smokin leave your monkey ass chokin
straight from yardie like the one Robert Marley
you hardly ever saw me witout a bag of that bomb weed
I wake up in the mornin and chocolate was starts
reachin in my pocket for the roach to spark it

[Top Dog]
I'm steppin in hotter this year
wit my brethren dry-tear
and my cousin wit no fear so who
wanna come tess Top Dawg
they dig you out the ditch,
and then take you to the morgue

[Louieville]
Kills the laws, pay the cost, who's the boss,
the generals pass law that we g-c's enforce

[Starang]
so ya get stamped quick by the boot camp clik, when you fake emcee's come with the same 'ol skits, wanna be hardcore but
dont know what it is, to get paid in the streets or to really get buiss.

[Steele]
Here's Mr. Meena, the crook wit the mouth full
known for bein live
and rockin those flava timbos
its half pass Lincoln
clothes that is stinkin
country bwoy got me just zonin and thinkin
Time to start stackin on you crab ass snakes
gotta move right, cuz my reps at stake
call up my dogs thats quick to bust
Partners in crime take it back to the dust
now I got 4 eyes to watch my back
plus my own 2 make it a full 6 pack
now we bring the ruckas to wannabee suckas
bodyin knuckas like a change of my chuckas

[Buckshot]
Don't you know the W-a-r(war)
is o-n(on) open to them headz scopin
hope-in 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 yall biters wanna chunck the script
but your quick to take a flick
by my side/and you take my hand , givin tha fake smile
but I peeped you for awhile
ease out selecta when the beedie pulled your file
can I pull your card again
its the Bucks-guardian
the arm-a-leg, leg-arm & head
so begin to drop the bombs
so i can drop the bd

[Rock]
you ask for it who, so people here's war
for this I pack with automatic 4-4's
kids this aint before
don't even speak about my fleet
many pop junk but front when MC's meet
them not reddee

Outro:
Headz Aint Redee for the Clik we got
Headz Aint Redee man I swear they not
Headz Aint Redee for the Clik we got
Headz Aint Redee man I swear they not
Headz Aint Redee for the Clik we got
Headz Aint Redee man I swear they not
Headz Aint Redee for the Clik we got
Headz Aint Redee man I swear they not
Headz Aint Redee for the Clik
Heads Aint Redee for the Clik
Headz Aint Redee for the :::snort:::
boot camp clik up in the house like this,
ogc, heltah sketah, smif n wessun black moon bustin ya