Lyrics:
the streets at midnight, the little terror
Huh, I get better by the letter
A true breed, head to juvenile once more
A twenty bag of funk, shall I say more?
don't use dollars to represent,
We just use our inner sense and talent,
If you try to dis the Peas you'll get handled by Apple Beavy,
Alligator, numero
try, try
Trying my best to see your limit
I get closer every minute
You can look away
Feeling shy
I won't let this pass me by
Oh, if you knew what we
you're down to burn down this town
Ready, set, let's roll
Ready, set, let's ride
Get ya' little fine ass on the step
Shimmy up inside
Just slide
Is y'all ready for Twenty-0-7, it's now another drought
Everyone's a killer, wow we bugging out
Since 86 showing the crowd what I'm about
And they
Is y'all ready for Twenty-0-7, it's now another drought
Everyone's a killer, wow we bugging out
Since 86 showing the crowd what I'm about
And they
ARTHUR: Well, I AM king...
DENNIS: Oh king, eh, very nice. An' how'd you get that, eh? By
exploitin' the workers -- by 'angin' on to outdated
Yea
Get ready
Ready for me
Get ready for me
Get ready
Ready
For me
I know you been waiting on me
She Getting ready for me
Yea
She's Getting ready
I’m Ready
I’m ready
You ready
Y’all ain’t ready
Better get ready
Cuz I know you see what I see
I got a lot to achieve and I’m ready
I’m ready
I’m
try my best to get away
Head high, stand by, I’ll start without delay
Untie, let fly, my quest is underway
All right, let’s climb, I’ve got to go ahead
Yow, listen up
It's time to get this moving
There's some real motherfuckers deserving some bruising
So open this shit up
Let's unleash this hell
It's
came with the pioneers
Imma OG don't test my silence
Big gangster man'a stay with the skeng
Smoke my opps like skilly beng beng
Do ah drive by if
you ready? get started
This is redundant get punched in the stomach
I've already done it I'm back and abundant
I'm burning shit down to the ground
I
Haters so the paper
Can amount right bout mine
Lay it down homie, you'll get out-rhymed
On the track or flat on your back
You'll get out-lined
Keep
this
Specialist
Black
Testing this will get ya necklace jacked
And named scratched up off my guestlist party freak
You the type of nigga that'll hardly
[Chorus]
Step, step, step, step, step off
Because you got to get lost because you know you're soft, uh-huh.
Step, step, step, step, step off
can't beat, my buddy
Word, break it down break it down Ready
We've won so many battles, people think it's a trick
That when the crowd gets to judge it's
ready to ride)
Don't want to see you wit that four five unless you gone ride
If I say you gone die, motherfucker, I get so live
But you be
copies get declined, I'm the pioneer
Beat that pussy up, I need riot gear
Any volunteers?
Gas in a Ziploc, now that's loud and clear
This one outta
to rest by the one you thought was workin' with yah
War ready, the game just wanna take my life
War ready, pussy boy we all could die tonight
War ready
Rocky or something
They try to box me in the corner 4 the longest
No keys, lock me in this corner for the longest but
(I'm Ready, I'm Ready, I'm Ready
Had a taste once and I can't get enough
Mesmerized by the green in yo eyes
Takin it back by the swag in yo stry
I done got picked up by the love boat
can't beat, my buddy
Word, break it down break it down Ready
We've won so many battles, people think it's a trick
That when the crowd gets to judge it's
soul
And sometimes I get offended if they don’t think I’m radical
Run the play I’m about to make a fuckin scene
They ain’t ready for the tricks I got up
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