... } READY TO DIE! I'm! - Ready for whatever, {PART 6! } whenever LET'S RIIDE! I'm - Ready to raw! I'm - Ready for war! I'm {"MOTION PICTURE SHIT"! } -
READY TO DIE! I'm! - Ready for whatever, {PART 6! } whenever LET'S RIIDE! I'm - Ready to raw! I'm - Ready for war! I'm {"MOTION PICTURE SHIT"! } - Ready
I recommend or say hello to my little friend *Lloyd Banks* Everywhere I go I gotta tag along Cuz mah buzz gettin strong and they mad I'm on He ride wit me when I
cars and rollin dice Trying to dodge the Memphis vice I'm telling all you young niggas In this game there ain't no life Mom told mo to stay in school All I
Born to kill, I'm wicked by nature 'Cause the streets of my neighborhood breed young hellraisers A 3006 with the scope I make a skinhead brain bust
I just had to bring 'em back Flamboyant baby You know I had to bring 'em back yo When I cruise through the ghetto I drive slow I'm quick to buck a duck
I didn't even cry, melted on the inside Now I'm becomin' like a runner, sweatin' like a plumber My heart started poundin' like thunder Yo, am I ready
rip keep me I'm rollin squeeky and what you ma want call it witta .45 in my pocket and I'm a young alcoholic Like P-Folks I had to make it happen Sacramentos
sicker Niggas slangin' flickers I'm in the projects ballin' with my niggas I'm hustlin' quarters and thirty sacks Niggas ain't fuckin' with dirty sacks I'm hustlin' I
Runnin up out the cain house Nigga just for you I blow his brains out I blow his brains out Ill blow his mutherfuckin brains out So I told you where I
me, Yeah i'm on my shit; ain't shit you can teach me; I'm young but not dumb, you ain't from where i'm from, you don't feel how I feel, you ain't real
a chick a ten Good girl, got my glock in the spot 'cause I don't trust you muthafuckas, when I'm rockin the spot And dead men, swan gotti, young gun for
', I got ya Say a prayer for me if you care for me 'cuz I'm on the edge I'm finna put a shell in a nigga head I rock a lot of ice, I dare you to scheme
'cuz you fuckin' with niggas that's strong You damn near gone 'cuz I'm buckin' you bitches with tones Never alone hoe I run with Triple Sizzix No full clips hoe, I'm
From this day forth I declare war I hope you niggas ready for that (okay) [project pat] I represent north memphis where your cars will be stolen Young niggas buck
the game go But it ain't No', shame in my game bitch, they know I'm flat broke, ran up in the session of an echo Now I'm trouble with the metal, had a
