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they coming back like don't you got some that you can lend, lend, lend
Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin
Not one dollar, not one cent
That y'all are

Im Ready

King

Im Ready (The Mixtape)

2004

this version is
Performed by Albert King
I'm ready, ready as anybody can be
I'm ready, ready as anybody can be
Now I'm ready for you,
I hope you're

doing the most, thats just cus all the promises you broke
Who is this i dont know him 
I say where you at you say im with foenem
I say okay cool drop yo

trying to win
It’s not fair
If nobody cares
Then what is this game that i been
Losing
It’s so confusing
Do i have to start all over again
I’ll roll

three and one
Free all my niggas
That do not have nothing
But bed and a sheet
Get you a gun
Boy why you fronting
We make niggas run
Every day of the week

do to every EAR bypass your VAR
My standards dey pass your BAR
What you serving on the table I'm a motherfuckin Monsta
Mr. do it all by himself eyan

yeah
Oh, no, no, no (ah, ah, ah, ah)

Another day, another PJ
Paid for by another DJ
Make him think he'll get a three ay
But we don't even go

arm
I got that rollie on my arm
I got that rollie on my arm

I get it by any means
I keep a stick in the whip for my enemies
Don't try to intervene

Cause I'm off the grid
Catching waves
With a bae
All this dior
Make her buss
Out the frame
Don't lower your price
Just change all your clients
I mastered

Put into this craft to make it sound much better
Get it straight, pronounce the letters
Llegos is my name, making all these lames 
Look like coward

shades of Joseph Kay
I fuck her all day
Get her ass on naked with that twelve-play
She told me she loved me and
Looked me in my eyes
Then I fall deeper in

If they ever question me, then I'ma act like I ain't know
ARP in the back, they flick them lights, then we gon' go
Extra flow, yeah, for sure
All that

the Crusades but not the Alamo
These foreigners are looking for some toe to toe
Our minutes left in silent holy space are numbered
By a European clock that ends

they suck this dirty
I'm a tomahawk whirling
Circling early retirement
With death threats for the
Systematic Eucharist environment
Waddle back up to your

you miss her
Green tip and beam I won't miss her
Talking bout the green imma get some
Talking bout the bean imma sip some
All this fucking lean in my

They saying this and that but I don't see the significance
The way they speak to me is illiterate ignorance
Working hard for this shit like an innocent

Fuck all the nonsense, spit sick vomit
Fireproof, I'm flame retardant
Bitches soft undergarments
With those remarks, know I'm a marksman
In this one war

keep it real and speak my mind just like a man should do
I had a pocket full of Cheetos, I kind of gave it all up for Frito
Trying to be a Goodfella;

so deep
Do you think that you could love me
If I can't get happy
I don't know where to start this all, been a couple of months of mess
What ever I

can't see when I'm on a roll
When I'm on a boat
Cruisin by real slow
But this right here is for the, for the, Third Coast

Canna-butter spread on my toast

sipping by a building on that slurp juice
I hit lazy lakes, and now retail row I'm at five kills in this game and got a while to go
Top fifty, top twenty,

a one up
Whole lot of charts on the scene Iu0027m bout to run up
All these BBLs, so you know Iu0027m bout to come up
All for the vibe and itu0027s time

now I sinned a crime
Na na
Love is spreading like wild fire
In this world we feel desires
Listen to your mind, don't act all tired
Swirving in the coop

God that I found myself
Way back then I would doubt myself
So made this song all about myself and call me selfish
By any means
I'm in that room like