for me To clear my head, to clear my head and I'm I'm gonna free you, free you Gonna get ready, gonna get ready I'm already ready, gonna get
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ones To the same demographic Be it not perfect Let it be heard by those taking an interest Not for the critics holding their ears Gonna get ready Gonna get ready
doing it for a thrill Oh I'm hoping you'll understand And not let go of my hand I had my hopes out on the line Ouuhh will they be ready for you in time
all the time A nickle or a dime, a half or a pound Long as my bitch ridin', I'll put a nigga down Im a playa from the jump, a hustler from the start Something
it to the crib, and sit on my commode They took my license, so now my shit is gone But me and this Cadillac, we got a mind of our own Wood grain, hill daddy tight Ready
we aint fuckin', you take me for a friend Lemme tell you the whole story, of shady's origin You'll be sorry if you slam my mercedes door again Now, it all started
the gene to receive the drug addict traits Blood pressure climbs at a dramatic rate I seem to gravitate to the bottle of night quil then i salivate Start
reflect in the mirrors The prophecy is clear Niggaz lock n load disappear Strategize with no fear Waging war for years The crack game wasn't big enough Ready
go round Not thugs, 'cause thugs go 'round the brain of a brother's down You be in it for a quick blink But when you start to sink You be deeper than
[swizz beatz] Let’s get it started, get it started Let’s keep it started, keep it started Yeah, yeah, violater the album Go, go, go!! [l boogie] This
it)] Here we go Ay yo, ladies where you at c'mon c'mon Ladies where you at c'mon c'mon You ready to freak out ladies? Yeah, soldiers We 'bout to line
em talk to 'em) If ya ready to feel me (Talk to' em talk to 'em) Bottom line I'm a problem, y'all (I tried to tell 'em, man) Bottom line I'm a problem
I'm ready to get it started You betta tell em the hardest You hate on me then you retarded I'm a get mine reguardless I'm seein the rap the games needin
was standing with a bottle of red wine Ready to pour Dressed in long black Satin and Lace to the floor So I went in Then we sat down start kissing Caressing
drugs Yyou wanna sweep a nigga like me up under the rug Kicking shit called street knowledge Why more niggas in the pen than in college? Now cause of that line
nothing, flake now, fuck the law Fifty-fifty love showed across the board I'm a crook ready for war, motherfucka spiiting gutter for sure That's on my life, pushing the ready