Lyrics:
Don't open yo mouth cause i'm ready
I'll let you know now this my city my town
cnd i'm bout what you bout cause i'm ready
Once again it's time for
of dirty, situation ugly but the lessons learned pretty
Grand folks by 30
Now surely, y'all ain't still talking about our slow tongue
Did ya' forget where yo'
So I guess that's why y'all ain't trippin, check this out man
y'all niggas gotta understand one thing man
Bitches don't love to be talked to like
me
Don't act like y'all ain't
I drugged this bitch across the floor, she gave my addy out
They steady asking me for more, I wasn't handing out
shit in real life, y'all a bunch of motherfuckin' e-boys
We do this shit for MC's, the DJ's, the B-Boys that destroy the track
Spent most of my days
love shit make hurl
No I do not like your curls
I ain't the type of man that you girls need
I'm bad for yall health ima sick disease
I got others
the feds
(Damn, he police)
Matter fact, this song a act (Uh, huh)
I ain't said a known fact (For real)
Tell the truth
Every lyric that I said was all cap
to do crazy things
You already I'm heavy ya'll stay in your lane
We ready stat fete still playing the game
Mack, ladies in the show singing every hook
, I tote a tool (Uh, huh)
Bullet in the Glock and blow that (Uh, huh)
I told y’all, I tote a tool
(Uh huh, I usually don't do this)
Bullet in the Glock
y'all
Jealousy's something I haven't felt for years
There's nobody around for me to be jealous of
I bet you do a show in my city and no one cheers
Ain't this what they been waiting
Nah, I'm just playing
But I'm ready though
Whenever y'all ready let's get it (Uh)
Whenever y'all ready let's get it
or the street, I out ball y'all
Niggas aint ready, I doubt all y'all
Fly ass niggas I reroute all y'all
If it aint for the paper I dont show my face up
Make a bet
the air for the gang
My niggas stay ready for pain
Y'all niggas ain't ready for pain
Just stuck in the Matrix
Verse 1:
I'm breaking the codes
Been making
met her in Miami by the pool and
My closet, so big we can play hoop in
Got your bitch in my living
Room and she droolin’ damn
Y'all ain’t killing shit
this gun up in ya face like photographers (camera flash noise)
Stay in the hood with ice, ain't noboby robbin us
When it come to rappin ain't noboby
home
Scared ass niggas, you think they going take a life so they can get life (nope)
Ask Puff they ain't trying to hear that nigga
For no cake,
bob, weave or aim at they face then (Yeah)
cnd the boys slide everyday just to look in y'all faces
Ready to pop out if they think it's the day
niggas ain't come to the
Party, well it's fuck 'em niggas, shoot
(brrrrr)
Welcome Home Killa Tone, my nigga 40
This shit here for you
Ayo I'm back so soon
waste where the apes ate
I smh, I let you nay-say, y'all legends ain't safe
I desecrate Flex, I decorate Sway
I estimate a hundred left, I let the kay
Headz ain't ready for this Clik we got
Headz ain't ready man I swear they not
Now a days I had it up to here, from my chest to my head
When
This ain't right
This ain't right
This ain't right y'all
Ain't been right
Ain't been right for a while y'all
This ain't right
This ain't right
This
ain't shaking or stacking than y'all already lost
Already cross the light, Christ I'm ready for 'em
Plus anybody that saying no, I'm taking numbers
I'm
this.
{DJ Paul}
y'all Know the motherfuckin score bitch.
y'all boys y'all boys ain't ready for this
Hot Boys Hot Boys gunnin with
I'm for real about this shit
This the remix (welcome to my hood)
Let's go (Where the hood at?)
Remix (where the hood at?)
Remix (where the hood
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