Ready To Rock

Lyrics

[Intro: Phantasm] What what Uh uh C'mon, step to me, what Yeah y'all... [Verse 1: Phantasm] Yo, yo It's back to the basics Beats and rhymes is how we lay shit Big chains and bracelets Is how we walk in New York From way back, Scoob and Scrap was on the map Felt it was in me to rap Met Howie Tee, he had me gassed in '93 Thought I was coming wit a solo LP But, now it's just Wiz and my man Wit two, hunnid thousand fans, and, that's about to expand Triple that, and watch The Dwellas get triple fat While these wack new jacks they rep like Elmo tickle that (hahaaa) In My Lifetime, need to see cash like Jay-Z Doe or Die like AZ Fuck keepin' friends I'm tryna keep ends, and get thе Jeep, Benz Shorties that I run with, nuthin' but 10's And all my out of state piеces, we comin' back around to ya town Wit hot sounds, one, (yo), hold it down [Verse 2: U.G.] I went from staircases Tire Asics, the hot places Wit blue water and white sand I caught a slight tan out in South Beach Get yo mouthpiece tapped Talkin' that Dwellas got dropped crap, nigga, you must be stupid We sold units, we didn't flop Soon to see us in a drop, gettin' hassled by the cops For no reason, my flow changes like the seasons My gun shoots like, odds and evens So stop the breathin', if you want it like that But I prefer to be, passive Squash the beef or get yo ass turned into gases, hah U.G. slashes, like O.J. and acetonas I sip coronas and still wanna fuck with [? 1:22] What *echoes* [Hook: D.V. Alias Khryst] Are you ready to rock? Are you ready to roll? C.D. and D.V is in full control Bounce wit us one time 'cause we in control Are you ready to rock? Are you ready to roll? Are you ready to rock? Are you ready to roll? C.D. and D.V is in full control Bounce wit us one time 'cause we in control Are you ready to rock? Are you ready to roll?... [Verse 3: Phantasm] Yo, check this You got to respect this lyricist Who ain't feelin' this? Nigga, you must be spiritless I be droppin' things, stayin' on top of things So I can rock diamond rings, and enjoy what life brings It's frustratin'... Y'all still flakin' and fakin' Like we ain't bacon, fuck askin', we takin' No more second guessin' us Ain't no crew testin' us, old flames still stressin' us After earnin' my fame I started learnin' the game Cella Dwellas soon to be a household name What up killa clowns and Lord Diggs? My nigga Shan and [? 2:12] Six eleven overseas gettin' G's Rick [? 2:15] and Ted Dibiase C.D., second LP, you'll see... [Phantasm] U.G.! [Verse 4: U.G.] Uh... Son I'm vicious See me, wit 'nough bitches [? 2:25], I'll gun-butt yo ass until you sleepy My heat be, big as fuck, slugs hit 'em up Whips get it up, blunts, lit it up Tommy [? 2:33], sluts give it up My chain be Trump Ricky [? 2:36] [? 2:37] dudes Sip or ripple Cripple crews like Ray Stevenson And my friends be leavin' in Fat whips, smack dicks On the chins of women Your style is feminine, like Richard Simmons in, leotards Leave you scarred, peace to the god Peace to the broad, y'all blessed me by the monkey bars (what?!) Peace to real rap stars and real phat cars (what?!) My style is out of here like Mars Baby boy, c'mon... [Hook: D.V. Alias Khryst] Are you ready to rock? Are you ready to roll? C.D. and D.V is in full control Bounce wit us one time 'cause we in control Are you ready to rock? Are you ready to roll? Are you ready to rock? Are you ready to roll? C.D. and D.V is in full control Bounce wit us one time 'cause we in control Are you ready to rock? Are you ready to roll?... [Outro: D.V. Alias Khryst] Are you ready to rock? Are you ready to roll? C'mon No no, no.. Ha haaa!