paroles de chanson Ready To Rock Rough Rhymes - Das EFX
Aight,
1-2
yeah
yeah
yeah
(Yeah
son)
On
the
mic
one
time
(No
diggedy)
For
your
motherfuckin
mind
(*Ready
to
rock
rough
rhymes*---->
Redman)
Yeah
We′re
gonna
set
it
off
one
time
(*Ready
to
rock
rough
rhymes*)
Here
we
go,
yeah
yeah
(Yo
P,
yo
D
why
them
bitches
be
on
your
dick,
let
em
know
son)
Cos
I
does
a
little
dance,
make
a
little
love
I
get
the
fuck
down
tonight
Yo
I'm
lethal
like
injections,
teachin
niggas
lessons
I
fry
that
ass
up
like
I′m
Wessun
So
come
equipped
and
I
don't
slip
(why?)
Cos
if
you
slip
I
sink
that
ass
just
like
a
ship
I
got
the
mic
in
my
grip,
the
heat
is
on
my
hip
Just
in
case
niggas
wanna
flip
I
see
my
niggas
in
sight,
everything
aight
Comin
out
of
fuckin
Crown
Heights
Ain't
no
chips
on
my
shoulder,
strictly
boulders
My
shit
be
on
point
like
a
soldier
It′s
the
evil
that
men
do,
who
we
do?
I
do
you
and
your
whole
fuckin
clique
Click,
the
gun
is
on
cock,
niggas
need
to
stop
I
wet
that
ass
up
like
a
mop
Well
lord,
yeah
just
to
follow
my
man
on
the
verse
It′s
the
C-Dogg
yeah
time
to
call
a
hearse
So
back
up
off
the
mic
and
let
me
rumble
thru
your
woofer
I
got
rough
but
know
I'ma
get
rougher
It′s
the
quart
drinker
so
turn
up
the
level
I
came
to
get
raw
plus
wicked
like
the
devil
It's
the
no-hold-barred,
shit
is
wild
I
got
the
eye
to
the
double
L
And
I
don′t
be
no
rookie
or
no
beginner
I
gets
badder
than
a
motherfuckin
sinner
Ready
to
rock
rough
rhymes,
ready
to
rock
rough
rhymes
Ready
to
rock
rough
rhymes,
ready
to
rock
rough
rhymes
Ready
to
rock
rough
rhymes,
ready
to
rock
rough
rhymes
Ready
to
rock
rough
rhymes,
ready
to
rock
rough
rhymes
Ready
to
rock
rough
rhymes
It's
the
C-Dogg
back
with
12
new
rides
Wit
the
ill
all-out
tight
shit
for
your
head
It′s
the
man
that'll
make
nigga's
rhymes
proper
dead
So
get
ready,
always
on
my
worst
behaviour
Up
in
the
booth
yeah
breakin
mad
flavors
So
back
up
off
the
mic
and
let
me
show
my
skill
It′s
the
Scheme,
yeah
niggas
got
to
chill
Peace
to
my
nigga
DL
wit
the
beat
And
peace
to
all
my
niggas
on
Union
Street
And
to
ya
fake
ass
niggas
keep
on
walkin
A
DL
year,
the
whole
E
is
talkin
Oh
yeah,
bringin
up
the
rear
and
we
don′t
front
(Never
that
nigga)
We're
comin
mad
thick
and
we′re
on
the
hunt
So
why
you
wanna
test
and
end
up
in
a
mess
I'm
comin
mad
wilder
than
the
West
I
leave
you
sooped
like
a
sale,
I
never
fail
I
boost
a
track
up
like
the
third
rail
Fake
MC′s
endangered
like
a
species
Your
shit
stinks
like
motherfuckin
faeces
I'm
chillin
and
relaxin
in
the
maxin
Your
style
is
improper
like
a
fraction
Yo
I′m
out
to
get
mine
(Get
yours
nigga)
Ready
to
rock
rough
rhymes
Well
lemme
come
and
get
a
little
bit,
son
I'm
feelin
it,
it's
the
bubbly
Niggas
know
the
deal
I
got
the
steel
in
case
the
trouble-be
Got
more
coupe-rs
than
Isuzu,
kid
I
bruise
you
Abuse
you,
my
sewer
style
will
confuse
you
I
got
the
touch
so
niggas
spark
the
Dutch
I′m
guaranteed
to
rip
and
bend
your
microphone,
now
touch
and
plus
We
kick
that
ass
back
up
off
just
like
a
Lear
See
ya
and
too
bad
I
wouldn′t
wanna
be
ya
Y'know
the
deal
when
I
see
ya,
nigga
chalk
it
up
Cos
if
a
nigga
think
he
got
the
flow,
I
sop
it
up
So
now
get
up
so
you
can
hear
the
rest
of
this
Yo
Boogie
Banger
show
them
why
we
be
the
best
at
this
Yo,
yo
niggas
bust
this,
a
nigga
do
justice
like
day
We′re
walkin
down
the
street,
we're
watchin
bitches
like
slay
Niggas
rave
and
rant
but
can′t
get
it,
dig
it
Shit
is
on
lock
and
motherfuckers
can't
pick
it
I′m
runnin
with
fools
with
more
jewels
than
Freddy
Blassy
My
rap
drivin
niggas
crazy
like
a
taxi
Perhaps
we
should
leave
ya
layin
on
ya
back
I'm
richer
than
Richie
Rich
and
quicker
with
the
gat,
black!
For
the
cash
I
bash
ya
head
to
make
ya
stutter
Then
I
hit
you
with
the
toast
for
fuckin
with
bread
and
butter,
cousin
Nigga
a-hah,
laugh
then
stash
the
tracy
The
limit's
the
sky,
I′m
stayin
high
like
aces
But
doper,
my
styles
is
fat
like
Al
Roker
Chiggity
choke
a
nigga
to
sleep,
I
don′t
know
ya
Biggity
blow
your
mind,
fuck
the
beef
and
fuck
the
swine
Nigga
I'm
Ready
to
rock
rough
rhymes
Son,
ha,
diggy
Das,
diggy
Das,
diggy
Das
Solid
Scheme,
word
bond
son
(Shit
come
thick)
Y′nah
how
we
do!
1 Intro (Once Again)
2 No Diggety
3 Knockin' Niggaz Off
4 Here We Go
5 Real Hip-Hop
6 Here It Is
7 Microphone Master
8 40 & A Blunt
9 Buck-Buck
10 Intro
11 Can't Have Nuttin'
12 Alright
13 Hold It Down
14 Dedicated
15 Ready To Rock Rough Rhymes
16 Represent The Real (feat. KRS-One)
17 Comin' Thru
18 Hard Core Rap Act
19 Bad News (feat. PMD)
20 Real Hip-Hop (Pete Rock Remix)
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