We Ready Lyrics - Singles - Boyz N Da Hood

Nigga get outta line, and we gon fuck em up 

Fuck wit one of mine, and we gon draw blood 

Nigga tryin to shine, and we gon show em up 

Tryin to rep his side, and we gon 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 

A, who, I got a tag on my head they wanna kill me 

A couple tones and I kick dem niggas remember me 

Dem niggas scared of me, they don't wanna see my crew 

They talkin in code, he sayin what they finna do 

I let dem killas loose, try me I'mma finish you 

Fuck it, won't you say it den, mothafucka 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 had 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 partner 

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 they call me Big Gee 

Wit panicles on bicycles, on binnacles on Zone 3 

Nigga get outta line, and we gon fuck em up 

Fuck wit one of mine, and we gon draw blood 

Nigga tryin to shine, and we gon show em up 

Tryin to rep his side, and we gon 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 

I got a mean appetite, call me Starvin Marvin 

Cause 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, I'mma have to pull ya card 

At the Amoco, over there on Boulevard 

Somebody call the cops cause I'm finna catch a charge 

You tried to play hard, its concrete from Jump Street 

Now you slumped on you front seats somewhere on Front Street 

Nigga get outta line, and we gon fuck em up 

Fuck wit one of mine, and we gon draw blood 

Nigga tryin to shine, and we gon show em up 

Tryin to rep his side, and we gon 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 

I'm robbin everything, runnin through ya trap house 

First nigga move, turn into da slaughterhouse 

Dats a lot of beef, you shouldn't run ya mouth 

I got some killas on da West dat'll make you walk it out 

Snap ya neck pussy, nigga, make you 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 wizard went and pissin, man, they wouldn't find a thang, no 

I don't give a dam about you rappas feelin's 

Ain't nobody feedin' me but junior hoes ain't 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 

Nigga get outta line, and we gon fuck em up 

Fuck wit one of mine, and we gon draw blood 

Nigga tryin to shine, and we gon show em up 

Tryin to rep his side, and we gon 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