We Ready

Lyrics

{Behind Hook} I feel the master, Phat boy and D-Lo Ya'll ready, they ready C'mon, C'mon Rasheeda she ready, we ready Archie, you ready, we ready C'mon, C'mon, C'mon, C'mon You ready Archie, Rasheeda, we ready {Chorus:} We ready (What, what) We ready (What, what) We ready (We ready, we ready) For y'all (Come on, we ready, come on) We ready (We ready for) We ready (We ready for) We ready (We ready for) For y'all (We ready, we ready) {Archie:} Ain't no question bout who the best Macy gon' lay the track and Archie come to do the rest Step in the way, multiple shots are goin' through ya chest You must have called Pastor Troy cause boy you is blessed And I'ma take him out the game y'all It ain't no thang y'all You wanna buck, I'll rip you up like a chainsaw The game's raw, boy please believe it Keep yo' bible with you cause you gon' be needin' Jesus Fiendin' for chart-toppin' hits And Archie ain't gon' stop droppin' shit I'ma make a million dollas then stand on the top of it Rockin' it, till the day I die in this game Archie with the Phat Boy addin' the fire to the fame {Hook 2x's} {Rasheeda:} Who came to crank this bitch up like a new Lac (Lac) It be that diva Rasheeda, so holla back (back) We crackin on these niggas switch Hatin on them snitches (snitches) And in the mean time playa I be stackin riches, (riches) I switch positions Now its Phat boy and D-LO And we ain't ready for you niggas comin through the do' I told ya'll once before boy ain't no I in teams (teams) Now ATL will know Rasheeda, now whatchu mean (now whatchu mean) I got mah enemy in sight and mah target locked Mayne fuck these bustas, Kurt pull it and let em drop (and let em drop) I'm off da meter pull the heater from out mah purse (purse) And break these niggas off somthin pullin up their skirts (skirts) I leave the game hurt WHAT! {Hook 2x's} {Archie:} You ain't ready for us, cause you ain't ready for me Courtney B chop and knock a nigga down to his knees Stay as crunk as can be Who keeps it crunker than we Nobody that's why we comin throwin bows and them knees See our foes and they freeze They be some suckas at heart We ready for what you bringin so we bust ya apart You bustas ain't hard, stack em up and knockin em down Anotha cop in the ground, boy, who stoppin me now Choppin em down, see how quick you drop to the ground Playin to be raw with ya ball likes to knock you around I done twisted up the game, there's a knot in it now And if you didn't see it comin, Phat Boy lockin it down {Hook 2x's}