Lyrics:
ride, ride
Ready
You're dead
I'm comin' to test you (censored) fate.
See how many of y'all are prepared for Armageddon,
Should it be Judgement
this you need to cop
To all my dawgs all the way in the back, ready to black
I see y'all (see y'all), I see y'all
Ladies get down, shake yo' ass
Bro, I swear to God
I'm ‘bout to fuck shit up this year
Y'all muhfuckers ain't ready
(Man, they ain't) let's get it, yeah, yeah
Yeah, ayy, ayy
'cause I gotta get my mask and shells
To put in this 12 gauge sawed-off
Get 'em hauled off, (ah) y'all loss
Take it all off, got a n- car door
For
rivals spittin' fire
This the real truth, bitch, breakin' out for lies
My Messiahs better get ready for Armageddon, shit's expired
It's wild, bless
rivals spittin' fire
This the real truth, bitch, breakin' out for lies
My Messiahs better get ready for Armageddon, shit's expired
It's wild, bless
beatin Mother Nature
Down to her knees
By makin more papers than trees
Niggas please - it's goin down
It's goin DOWWWN! (Uhh like this y'all)
(It's goin
ain't even ready
Balance is unsteady
Saying ya'll ain't even ready
Ya'll ain't even ready, saying
Ya'll ain't even ready
This shit is just so deadly
high for three days
You can tell by the way I walk I ain't from 'round hurr
Probably couldn't tell 'cause I ain't walkin' nowhere
I got a old-school
y'all seldom do
This is what I'm telling you (I'm ready to go right now)
To the bed I'm nailing you
Like I've been in jail for two (I'm ready to go
gonna do this of
Course for Bill Withers´´
Can ya'll clap your hands a little bit
Clapped his hands and he's dancing
Neil Bogart, damn
Hey, a little red
head off his throat Now I'm ready to go, yeah, I'm ready to go
I ain't never tryna go broke I wish a bitch would try me, I won't smoke
Bang in the couch,
ain't no TV show ain't no
Video this is really real
Beyond them same old keep it real
Posin' for TV stars, drivin' big rim cars
(Streets be floodin', B)
thanking everybody,
So this one for y’all and y'all and y'all and y'all
And y'all and y'all and y'all
This one's for all of y'all and y'all and y'all
Ready set and (Hit the gas ya'll)
Ready set and go
Ready set and
Life been moving at a high speed
But I didn't sign up for a grand prix
In this life 2nd
crazy they threw
It all for the fame
Money ain't the root of all
Evil it's attention now
Knocking down schools in my city
To bring a prison 'round
They
Amazing Grace
She super anxious waiting for a taste
Papi in the trap like Rob Base
I served my man' uncle raw base
He still feel some typa way to this day
I
shit, we started this shit
Cause ain't no party like a No Limit party
I'm a No Limit Soldier for life
So fuck ya'll bitches (fuck y'all niggaz)
Fuck
up (Catch up)
So by the end of this joint know we're killing for real yeah this blood ain't no ketch up (Ketchup)
Bruce Willis in red it's bloody
the sun block, you brave
Get too hot it ain't safe
Y'all ready for the heat wave?
Tell 'em mista DJ they gon' have to behave
Do exactly I say i go at my own
wanna kno'
But I ain't got love for these hoes
Fake ass bitches
Nigga thought this bitch is real
Punk ass bitches
Take it like y'all these bitches is
Yo, Fresh, you ready?
I'm ready, man, let me do this (run it, run it)
What? What? What? What? (Sheeit)
What? What? What? What you, what you need,
my fans
Shazam
Red carpets roll out for me,
Celebrity
This life is me
Paparazzi paparazzi following me me me
I'm built for it
Y'all bitches ain't built
shitting off the words I be kicking
I scold you, double headed sword for the petty
But I told you, bitch niggas that heads ain't ready
Now I mold you,
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