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hands up I'm ready, so ready Take me away, take me I love my baby I'm ready, I'm ready, so ready Take me away I love my baby So ready, so ready Yeah
, me and Puff taking flicks. No matter what, e gotta come strapped with out gats. We don't want to but ya'll make us act like that. Picture a thousand Bad Boy cats ready
get it, gotta, gotta get it Gotta get it, gotta get it Gotta get it, gotta, gotta get it Gotta get it, gotta get it Gotta get it, gotta, gotta get it
I'm that man These other cats ain't metaphorically where I'm at man I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and said Settle ya fuckin ass down I'm ready for combat, man Get
on my dick, they on my dildo Do, re, mi, fa, so, la, ti, do I get the money money, I get dough EQ the equalizer for the stereo We the blast masters,
Gabbana Fendi, Louis Vuitton, Gucci and Prada A nigga like jungle to always come through Shine in yo hood whenever the fuck you want to 'Cause I'ma B R A V E H E
[D.J. U-Neek - Intro] [Man: Hey nigga you ready for me to get on this uh... unseen faith stuff man?] I mean yeah, it's all up to you. You gotta be determined
'Creepin' on a come up' From sun up to sundown Movin', we get up and get around (Facts don't lie) Where snoozin' is for losers That's something we can
glock I'ma get you make your bady rott, nigga make the party pop Nigga why not? Time's tickin' on the clock ain't the heat hot I'ma hit the weed spot
t even got started yet (yeah) We kickin in the muthaf**kin door Once again for war so nigga get ya army ready I got a nation of niggas ready to f**k up
And that's how the thugs do it You know we get down and dirty Nigga, you know the story, don't make me, boil me Let's get ready for war Last year we
Creepin', crawlin', crawlin', creepin' Don't get caught sleepin' Sleepwalkin', stalkin', runnin' with the guage Up under this murderous spell now Consider me hell bound, crossin' my path I'ma
bet your ganna fall studying the bone thug style But whatcha ganna do when you face to face with the 5th dawg Sneakin federals get wet I'ma predator the
cats go out like suckers I seen cats get down like, "Yo, them some bad motherfuckers" I see fake niggaz and the games they play Aiyyo, I deal with that bullshit e
a chance to get her, I can M-I crooked letter If she with a nigga I'ma steal her, yeah a crook'll have her throwin up the E once the D get to cookin in
might pop up and lay things down You absolutely right, niggas get laid out Niggas is out they head going at me Nigga you ready to die, I'm ready to
