Ready

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Baseman - Rap

Ready

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[Chorus] If it's war, then we're ready, dawg, ayy Shot my nerve with machete, dawg, ayy Whre the bad bitch, and that bitch get me very hard, ayy Ride for my niggas, my niggas, they shooting stars, Lord But this is how we do it I caught the wave, I had to beat you to it Mase in my Jelas, had these bitches looking' If trapping's dead, tell me why we're juggin' Ooh, like nigga, ooh [Verse 1] I said, where's the food? It's a stick-up, I don't wanna see nobody move I'm loose, I think I lost a screw I'm in that hoopty when I skirr on you Foreign coups, tell them drop the roof Came hеre with nothing, so how can I lose? It's true, I brought thе juice Hit her from the back 'cause, babes, I like the view Still rep that block, I hope I make it off Whip that blow, turn that grub to rock I'm sipping' meds, my bitch just sip Cîroc Don't give me stress, babes, I just want some top I'm in the trap house, all my niggas flipping' I'm Michael Myers, tryna make a killing' I stay saucy, all my niggas dripping' I like my bitches pretty, I'm so picky Call me Mr. New Wave, I brought that to my city Trigger finger fat, my finger's itching' My dawgs in cunch, hiding' dope in bushes You niggas ain't on nothing', but my youngins pulling' [Chorus] If it's war, then we're ready, dawg, ayy Shot my nerve with machete, dawg, ayy With a bad bitch, and that bitch got me very hard, ayy Ride for my niggas, my niggas, they shooting stars But this is how we do it I caught the wave, I had to beat you to it Mase in my jelas had these bitches looking' If trapping's dead, tell me why we're juggin' Ooh, ooh [Verse 2] Black trackie, pants saggin' Big bed, I still wear a bally I'm with the goons, smoking' Cali Pull up in that four-door with a load of swammy Nija boy, I still eat my Garri Latina mommy, she call me papi Stop selling dreams, bitch, you don't love me Can't trust these girls, they just wanna trap me Don't need to talk, they know what I'm on I'm smokin' ammy, and it's way too strong Might take a risk, I might not use a dom I'm five foot nine, but girl, my dick is long And you better stay strapped Show me the gourmet, I'll come and take that Pull up on your block, let it spray, call it payback 'Cause these oppers are lying', they never state facts [Chorus] If it's war, then we're ready, dawg, ayy Shot my nerve with machete, dawg, ayy With a bad bitch, and that bitch get me very hard, ayy Ride for my niggas, my niggas, they shooting stars But this is how we do it I caught the wave, I had to beat you to it Mase in my jelas had these bitches looking' If trapping's dead, tell me why we're juggin' Ooh

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