Gucci Mane - War Ready (Remix) lyrics

rate me

I thought you knew my pedigree

Niggaz,like integrity

Hangers are necessity

But they are my specialty

…But cooking dope my specialty

Said Gucci got marijuana

I killed the man illegibly

But the celebrity let you get the best of me

…My home boy doing for the years

I know I can’t manage it

You nigga are trying to help me

But I know how to handle it

Hit the blush ,you get these shots through the roof

I finally did get a …on my enemies

17,now recharge ,nigga 17

Young king,ain’t he nigga married?

Farmer green ,in the thing,in the middle wing

Did some things for my niggaz that I can’t explain

…Bitch I’m going to dance

Put a patch on your eye

Bitch,don’t fuck with my petty chains

Fuck with your dirt

Ima hurt,I’m a dirty nigga

Lakers,by them you thught we were working with you

War ready,they ain’t ready to take my life

War ready

Pussy boy we already got a knife

War ready

Fast casual but along

War ready

Yeah,it’s time…

Hey,whore,when you’re ready…

When you’re war ready, let the number crack

When you war ready,cross the number to the other side

When you are ready for war

When you’re war ready I’ll fuck you to another round

When you’re war ready, let the number crack

When you war ready,cross the number to the other side

When you are ready for war

About 70 on the block ,but no one fits the size

Do you know you can’t handle no war?

I can’t do it ,there’s so many colour drops

Motherfuckers,you can’t drive no war

Already a nigga put some chains on me

Damn, fuck around ,come and save me

Few been to the scale and covered in dirt

You motherfucker are right to say that

…what you gonna hit him

With a glock?

I wouldn’t give a fuck

I don’t share that

You motherfuckers are always talking about

What other motherfuckers say

Yeah,I got the evidence with the motherfucker finding hoes

And I’m not a motherfucking prank

Nigga ,I always crawl myself

And living like I always did myself

Try to really let it breath

But it’s hard in my sleep

That motherfucker might shot myself

Tomorrow ain’t …

Cause thought you never will be with them all OGs

Al the neigbourhood,al got them keys

…this is going big,now my nigga is on the run

Big shit poppin’ In this spot like a lighter

Get that illegal grown nigga and the diver

Nigga on the road so you might get set

Go and hit it at this steady

…I’m drunk ,get the bus here

Hey,whore,when you’re ready…

When you’re war ready, let the number crack

When you war ready,cross the number to the other side

When you are ready for war

When you’re war ready I’ll fuck you to another round

When you’re war ready, let the number crack

When you war ready,cross the number to the other side

When you are ready for war

I got a 1000 niggaz to die by me

Following my footsteps

I won’t die as a soldier

Nigga couldn’t walk no more

Found he makin’ in the road

Tried out to the vice Lord

Tried out to my blood ,nigga

Tried out to them GDs

Where that crib loves me

Tried out to them dope boys

Only to the plug nigga

Pop it down a thousand times

We would never die,fuck,nigga

Shout out to my city too

Mac flapped down a 62

Runned down no 63

Rest in peace…

Cut that bitch a thousand times

Wakka said he needs a brick

Then come stay in line

You are not in town so I had to wack your bitch

He never came back

Pussy payed,come bitch

Hey,whore,when you’re ready…

When you’re war ready, let the number crack

When you war ready,cross the number to the other side

When you are war ready

When you’re war ready I’ll fuck you to another round

When you’re war ready, let the number crack

When you war ready,cross the number to the other side

When you are ready for war

What’s your money like?

What’s the hustler?

What’s the hustler?

It’s you

I’m not gonna kill you though

I’m not gonna kill you though

Hey,black,kill this motherfucker