Really Ready Lyrics - Trap God 2 - Gucci Mane

It's about feeling 

The combination of young people, drugs 

A fairly sexually charged social environment 

And syncopated music 

It's just all designed to draw you into you, and your friends, and your scene 

And your hood, and your place in the cosmos 

And not sell you out as a consumer to Hollywood 

Or Manhattan manufactured forms of entertainment 

I'm a real nigga, talking 'bout what I really have 

'Cause I fucked a nigga bitch, that's why he really mad 

Hit a nigga in his head, I be really glad 

Since the day I lost Dunk, I been really sad 

A nigga make a hit and dip, will he really last? 

A nigga say he hold you down but will he really blast? 

They say I'm worth fifteen M's but that ain't really shit 

And I ain't content with what I got, got to be really rich 

Sold dope on the really, was broke on the really 

If you really wanna get it then you know I'm with it 

Really wanna go to war with me, not really 

You wanna get it then you gonna get it 

You worth a mill', not really really 

I ain't all in your business 

If it's not your girl not really really, then why is it hurting your feelings? 

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My young niggas, they really ready 

Straps cocked, out ready 

These rap niggas are really scary, talk loud but ain't ready 

We tote choppers like military, niggas gotta get past us 

Your girl with me, you real embarrassed 

Damn I'm fucking your marriage 

My young niggas, they really ready 

Straps cocked, out ready 

These rap niggas are really scary, talk loud but ain't ready 

We tote choppers like military, niggas gotta get past us 

Your girl with me, you real embarrassed 

Damn I'm fucking your marriage 

On the real these rappers pussy, nah really, straight up 

But meanwhile I'm in my traphouse, with 'bout six different flavors 

But fuck that, let's get to it 

Took out my scale, broke down the bale, and my clientele ran straight through it 

Drinking mud, riding through the city, yup 

Selling P's out the coupe really, yup 

Paid fifteen K for my S.S. and invested another fifty, yup 

These rap niggas they don't wanna see me, nah 

Gotcha bitch with me taking off her draws 

Smoking weed and laughing, burning rubber while I'm running from the law 

Really, fuck you nigga come get me 

I'm a Cashtank nigga and all we do is get money, you feel me? 

Know there's two Glock's with me, yup 

Got that boy Guwop with me, yup 

Downtown rooftop chilling, yup 

Quarter mill' on the floor, really 

My young niggas, they really ready 

Straps cocked, out ready 

These rap niggas are really scary, talk loud but ain't ready 

We tote choppers like military, niggas gotta get past us 

Your girl with me, you real embarrassed 

Damn I'm fucking your marriage 

My young niggas, they really ready 

Straps cocked, out ready 

These rap niggas are really scary, talk loud but ain't ready 

We tote choppers like military, niggas gotta get past us 

Your girl with me, you real embarrassed 

Damn I'm fucking your marriage 

Nigga I'm bickin' back and I'm boolin' 

Drop the top, and then foolish 

Finessing game with your main bitch, now my pockets is stupid 

Fuck with Gucci, get ya issue 

You pussy soft, like tissue 

Hundred K'll get you knocked out 

Put me in the ring, get boxed out 

So I jump on the stage, get the team real hype 

Gucci throw a cup and the whole squad fight 

Bottles on me, so we pouring all night 

Nigga get trippin', switch up, fight night 

I'm jumping out that coupe, I lost my damn roof 

Thank God that boy so fly, we don't need no parachute 

So I'm chasing after fix, squeezing on these triggers 

Bank account six figures, kick my feet up, Louie slippers 

Vacation in the Hampton's, rockstar Marilyn Manson 

All for that check, I hold a nigga ransom 

My young niggas, they really ready 

Straps cocked, out ready 

These rap niggas are really scary, talk loud but ain't ready 

We tote choppers like military, niggas gotta get past us 

Your girl with me, you real embarrassed 

Damn I'm fucking your marriage 

My young niggas, they really ready 

Straps cocked, out ready 

These rap niggas are really scary, talk loud but ain't ready 

We tote choppers like military, niggas gotta get past us 

Your girl with me, you real embarrassed 

Damn I'm fucking your marriage 

Really?