Boyz N Da Hood - We Ready lyrics

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Nigga get outta line and we gone fuck em up

Fuck wit one of mine and we gone draw blood

Nigga tryin to shine and we gone show em up

Tryin to rep his side and we gone throw em up

I'm ready, when you ready

If yall ready, well nigga we ready

I'm ready, if you ready

When yall ready, nigga we ready

A, who, I got a tag on my head dey wanna kill me

A couple tones and I kick dem niggas remember me

Dem niggas scared of me, dey don't wanna see my crew

Dey talkin in code he sayin what dey finna do

I let dem killas loose, try me Imma finish you

Fuck it won't you say it den, motha fucka spray me den

Where da hell Zone 3, damn there go Big Gee

Homegrown red dirt, watch on head buss

Why home tried us, I'd unside us

Find on da blind side, half em tied up

Task folks tried us, masked up 9 up

Masked up, Blast up, Ass up partna

Give a nigga a couple grand, have ya ass a wonderland

Walkin with dat holy ghost, bushin up da motha land

Ya already know my name, hood dey call me Big Gee

Wit panicles on bicycles, im Brian Nichols of Zone 3 (Edge)

Nigga get outta line and we gone fuck em up

Fuck wit one of mine and we gone draw blood

Nigga tryin to shine and we gone show em up

Tryin to rep his side and we gone throw em up

I'm ready, when you ready

If yall ready, well nigga we ready

I'm ready, if you ready

When yall ready, nigga we ready

I got a mean appetite call me Starvin Marvin

Cuz I trap all night, at da Starvin Marvin

Chop neva scarred, not by far ho

Da chopper spell my name out in yo Monte Carlo

Suggest you keep it cool, keep it on da up and up

Get yo front on da scope, and yo chest gone open up

I leave ya shirt wet, like Slip N' Slide

Fuck wit real niggas like Mr. Exit 65

5, 4, 3, 2, 1, ya had a fair one, and hommie look what you dun done

Now ya talking loud while ya runnin to ya car

Before ya pop ya trunk, Imma have to pull ya card

At the Amoco, over there on Boulevard

Somebody call the cops cuz I'm finna catch a charge

Ya tried to play hard, its concrete from Jump Street

Now ya slumped on ya front seats somewhere on Front Street

Nigga get outta line and we gone fuck em up

Fuck wit one of mine and we gone draw blood

Nigga tryin to shine and we gone show em up

Tryin to rep his side and we gone throw em up

I'm ready, when you ready

If yall ready, well nigga we ready

I'm ready, if you ready

When yall ready, nigga we ready

I'm robbin everything, runnin through ya trap house

First nigga move, turn into da Slaughterhouse

Dats a lot of beef, ya shouldn't run ya mouth

I got some killas on da West dat'll make ya walk it out

Snap ya neck pussy nigga make ya lean back

Big mess in da car couldn't clean dat

Tappin through da CB, I'm tryin to get some feedback

Hit da safe house, where da dope and da weed at

Monkey niggas in da game, yall orangutan

I'm Gorilla, civil back pentane

45 spifin with some black John Wayne

If a nigga wanna test em man dey wouldn't find a thang

I don't give a dam, about you rappas feelins

Aint nobody feedin me but junior hoes aint weed

If you want it you can get it man, in case you get to squealin

Dis is Boyz N Da Hood, Back in Da Chevy and we dealin

Nigga get outta line and we gone fuck em up

Fuck wit one of mine and we gone draw blood

Nigga tryin to shine and we gone show em up

Tryin to rep his side and we gone throw em up

I'm ready, when you ready

If yall ready, well nigga we ready

I'm ready, if you ready

When yall ready, nigga we ready

Thanks to brian for these lyrics