Lyrics:
what's the deal with these niggas judging
I moved from DC in 1990 something
I got a number one spot who gone take it from me
And I ain't never left
That's
of me, too
But anyone can see my new celebrity is you
I've drunk with Willie Harbach (19)
Also Roger Stauback (20)
Wriggled pretty far back
When you start
ones
So I collect guns!
So step right through if you're down for the wrong move
Most crews are moved by my twelve gauge boom!
How can I love when I
was pregnant she was smoking around
And she was ducking that he wasn't born disabled somehow
Still when you're too loud you get a clap round your
others in check
I like to rock with him, side by side
Me and Ready cold chillin with the utmost pride
So if you're not down by law to rock the spot
cooked meat while you gnaw at the bone
Sittin by the fire while you froze in cave
A bunch of silly thieves with the nerve to say you're brave
I think
drive
When I throw some d's on your body
If you're ready you can start by givin' me a test drive
Give me a test drive (aye !)
So I could take you for
and your whole gridlocked
Little shit, supported the beef
Fly Pierre couldn't tell me nothin' with a brand new beard
Couldn't wait, but kept survivin'
giving the crowd something to cheer about they start to push you on, which in turn gives you that little bit of extra confidence when youre up against it.
with me
By the looks I got ya shook up and scared of me
Buckle your seat belt, it's time for takeoff
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I
with me
By the looks I got ya shook up and scared of me
Buckle your seat belt, it's time for takeoff
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I
and scared of me
Buckle your seat belt, it's time for takeoff
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't
and scared of me
Buckle your seat belt, it's time for takeoff
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't
me behind the bars for breakin' two laws
When I came to prison, I was scared as hell
A brother came to me, said I looked very swell
He said I remind
loved by many, many gyal,
Let me take you to de pinnacle my lyrics and syllable style original
When me give it to the people dem a tell me say me regal
ready if you're ready (ready)
Ready to be a man it's time to hang up my jersey (jersey)
Gave me her heart so she no longer have to worry (worry)
Remember
Motivated, as I relate it verbal
Dissing a mouse and smacking any gerbel
I bought a Saab, a 1990 Turbo
Shining, fog lights in the front
I'm by myself, no
[ VERSE 1 ]
Well, it's 1990, '89 has ended
Now it's time for all those who pretended
To settle and cease with the noise
You and your boys - it's time
War ready, gas mask when them choppers talk
Killas on front line when you're war ready
Chopper shoot a thousand rounds when you're war ready
Just
waiting for
What are waiting for
When you're ready
Tell me that you're ready to go
When you're ready
Tell me that you're ready to go
When you're ready
Tell
the time that you’ve got
Do the best you can with the time that you’ve got
You see, it doesn’t really matter if you’re ready or not
When it’s time to go
No I
My stock rising like GME
All the motha motha fuckers tryin' to get like me
Mr Clean when I step on this shitty scene
Saint Laurent fee in a fresh
That’s the way to make
1990 Mae Elizabeth Overstreet
You tell me that you’re hurtin’ and don’t know what to do
You’re not really certain that
War ready, gas mask when them choppers talk
Killas on front line when you're war ready
Chopper shoot a thousand rounds when you're war ready
Just
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