We Ready

[Chorus: Yung Joc] Nigga get outta line and we gone fuck em up Fuck wit one of mine and we gone draw blood Nigga tryin to shine and we gone show em up Tryin to rep his side and we gone throw em up I'm ready, when you ready If yall ready, well nigga we ready I'm ready, if you ready When yall ready, nigga we ready [Verse 1: Big Gee] A, who, I got a tag on my head dey wanna kill me A couple tones and I kick dem niggas remember me Dem niggas scared of me, dey don't wanna see my crew Dey talkin in code he sayin what dey finna do I let dem killas loose, try me Imma finish you Fuck it won't you say it den, motha fucka spray me den Where da hell Zone 3, damn there go Big Gee Homegrown red dirt, watch on head buss Why home tried us, I'd unside us Find on da blind side, half em tied up Task folks tried us, masked up 9 up Masked up, Blast up, Ass up partna Give a nigga a couple grand, have ya ass a wonderland Walkin with dat holy ghost, bushin up da motha land Ya already know my name, hood dey call me Big Gee Wit panicles on bicycles, on binnacles on Zone 3 (Edge) [Chorus: Yung Joc] Nigga get outta line and we gone fuck em up Fuck wit one of mine and we gone draw blood Nigga tryin to shine and we gone show em up Tryin to rep his side and we gone throw em up I'm ready, when you ready If yall ready, well nigga we ready I'm ready, if you ready When yall ready, nigga we ready [Verse 2: Yung Joc] I got a mean appetite call me Starvin Marvin Cuz I trap all night, at da Starvin Marvin Chop neva scarred, not by far ho Da chopper spell my name out in yo Monte Carlo Suggest you keep it cool, keep it on da up and up Get yo front on da scope, and yo chest gone open up I leave ya shirt wet, like Slip N' Slide Fuck wit real niggas like Mr. Exit 65 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, ya had a fair one, and hommie look what you dun done Now ya talking loud while ya runnin to ya car Before ya pop ya trunk, Imma have to pull ya card At the Amoco, over there on Boulevard Somebody call the cops cuz I'm finna catch a charge Ya tried to play hard, its concrete from Jump Street Now ya slumped on ya front seats somewhere on Front Street [Chorus: Yung Joc] Nigga get outta line and we gone fuck em up Fuck wit one of mine and we gone draw blood Nigga tryin to shine and we gone show em up Tryin to rep his side and we gone throw em up I'm ready, when you ready If yall ready, well nigga we ready I'm ready, if you ready When yall ready, nigga we ready [Verse 3: Gorilla Zoe] I'm robbin everything, runnin through ya trap house First nigga move, turn into da Slaughterhouse Dats a lot of beef, ya shouldn't run ya mouth I got some killas on da West dat'll make ya walk it out Snap ya neck pussy nigga make ya lean back Big mess in da car couldn't clean dat Tappin through da CB, I'm tryin to get some feedback Hit da safe house, where da dope and da weed at Monkey niggas in da game, yall orangutan I'm Gorilla, civil back pentane 45 spifin with some black John Wayne If a nigga wanna test em man dey wouldn't find a thang I don't give a dam, about you rappas feelins Aint nobody feedin me but junior hoes aint weed If you want it you can get it man, in case you get to squealin Dis is Boyz N Da Hood, Back in Da Chevy and we dealin [Chorus: Yung Joc] Nigga get outta line and we gone fuck em up Fuck wit one of mine and we gone draw blood Nigga tryin to shine and we gone show em up Tryin to rep his side and we gone throw em up I'm ready, when you ready If yall ready, well nigga we ready I'm ready, if you ready When yall ready, nigga we ready