Cell Ready Lyrics - Juicy J

Man this volcano bag get you high as fuck 

Yo TM, you know what I'm saying mane, Its time man you know 

Finna get the whole world high man 

Let them feel these side effects 

This shit finna be deadly bruh 

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Fuck with my fam, this shit gon' get deadly 

They gon' have to get my cell ready 

Play with my paper, this shit gon' get deadly 

They gon' have to get my cell ready 

Short me on my dope, this shit gon' get deadly 

They gon' have to get my cell ready 

Fuck with one of my niggas, this shit gon' get deadly 

They gon' have to get my cell ready 

[Verse 1: Juicy J & 

What these niggas on,, hand me my chrome 

Goin back to snatching niggas out they Cadillac and send them home 

Smoke em' like a bong, then its back to counting money when I'm stoned 

Or I send a hit through the phone and my dudes will come get you and they'll never leave you alone 

My niggas official like refs with a whistle, I just make one call back to top off your dome 

Off with your head, bitch I'm a king I got shooters with 2's protecting my throne 

One shot then you gone, you should've known. I'm a real nigga I cannot be cloned 

I'm filthy rich still don't let a penny go 

I be up all night like I'm Arsenio 

Freaky bitches take the dick in any whole 

Now they famous cause they in my video 

Who you foolin' I don't buy 

I don't judge I just go off vibes 

When I touch the sky then hop in this ride 

Taylor Gang nigga we don't die 

This world is mine I delete you guys 

We all tryna eat we don't need your kind 

And get that cash but family first 

Be prepared to grind nigga put in work 

Fuck nigga what would you do for this ice 

You think its really worth losing your life 

How bad you want stripes, my young niggas killers 

If I give the word then they smashing you niggas 

Bunch of youngins' coming from a broken home 

Slanging rock n roll but ain't no rolling stone 

Streets welcome niggas in with open arms 

If I catch the charge I'm a post a bond 

You god damn right I'm a certified boss I can cut the check or I can cut your throat 

Put you on the table tag on your toe smoking weed till' I overdose 

You don't want beef you ain't thinking clear. I'm too busy tryna make a fucking village 

Dripping more cheese then a chicken Philly, Pittsburgh niggas really bout they business 

I got niggas with me don't got any feelings 

They just really wit it, they just into killing 

Hard as hell on the internet but nigga in the streets you like Richard Simmons 

My money long and my passport got more stamps then a nigga mail 

It ain't a problem if I catch a body then I'm heading over seas I'll never see a sail nigga! 

MAFIA 

GANG! 

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