SLAUGHTERHOUSE - Y'all Ready Know lyrics
rate me(Intro)
Yo, yo, yo, this yo man Royce Da 5'9"
This yo dude Crooked I
Man, Jump off Joe Beezy
It's Joell Ortiz
(Hook)
Y'all ready, y'all ready, y'all ready know
Slaughterhouse
(Verse: Joell Ortiz)
Little nigga, get yo weight up fuck y'all, pay up
My bars just as slick as my dick & both stay up
Nicer than me say what? Wait up, straight up
I finish niggas right off the bat, like a layup
I seen a lot of gunk, I seen a lot of goo
But ya know where I'm from, B-R double O
Ya know the rest pimpin', yeah, I was bred different
Here come pops with the NY bop, ya know, the leg limpin'
My ice mug frozen till it's stiff
Grimy nigga might while I hold onto yo bitch
I got a way with women, I faithfully play with women
Let em suck on this bottle & pray that I throw a baby in em
I might just throw in my gold fronts
Pour up a cup of E & J & light up a dro blunt
I was neva soft, neva saw me flinchin' when they lettin' off
Neva had 2 retaliate cuz I'm settin' off
(Hook)
Y'all ready, y'all ready, y'all ready know
Slaughterhouse
(Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9)
Ya'll know my name bitch, neva change up my language
I'm just a rich nigga from a city that's bankrupt
First we take oath then I'm pullin' turquoise strings
In my Lebron corks in Turks & Caicos
I came from Wicacha fame wearin' short sets
I learned that $ can't buy happiness
But I decided I'd rather do all my cryin' in the Corvette
Make a dolla, buy a suit
Have a child, & have 'em follow suite
Wavin' that weather change things
Make the winter fall, comin' thru with errythin' to lose
Takin' errythin' from ya know
Let him finish his fall in his draws & pray
That he land on that minute hand in my Hublot
I'm about that Art Of War gospel
That Basquiat Picasso drawin' a rosco
Usin' the blood of a usual thug who was told die slow
Yo $ on me bet it all, ya know I'mma set it off
(Hook)
Y'all ready, y'all ready, y'all ready know
Slaughterhouse
(Verse 3: Joe Budden)
Let's skip the small talk & get right 2 the wealth
Truth is, I give a fuck but its right 2 myself
Fuck fame, keep the shit I write 2 myself
If what I do is therapeutic the slightest shit helps
Made angel dust my freshman year
Gave it a try, lil did I knew, had the wrong meanin' of highschool
Teachers called him a sociopath & a liar
Fuck 'em, only went 2 class fo' the ciphers
Now I'm gettin' bills fo' the same thinkin' they tried 2 prescribe pills fo'
They said I needed a wrench, I'm a loose screw
Vital, suicidal, said I would kill me a (?) wasn't speakin' in French
Said I'd let it off, neva know who or what ya might get
Main reason they neva want me 2 set it off
Ya now dealin' with four niggas that's neva off
All bets off, so nah, ya won't be betta off
(Hook)
Y'all ready, y'all ready, y'all ready know
Slaughterhouse
(Verse 4: Crooked I)
Jewish tats arm on my arm like a Semitic boss
Egyptian art hangin', that's my Kemetic cross
Slaughterhouse set it off
Even got bitches wavin' our flag, Betsy Ross
Ol' school Chevy, the head is off
Decapitated Impala
Heavy lac from the weight of the llama
Still bear arms like a shaven koala
How ya thinkin' like a faded neurology student
Is prudent when chasin' a dolla, so neva mind, a cleva rhyme
I'd ratha find a betta grind fo'eva times
Sittin' behind me cuz I'm ahead o' mine
In this era, I'm livin' outside o' the paradigm
I'm comin' outside with a pair of dimes
Sharon & Caroline, share a line, then they share a nine inch, neva mind
I probably shouldn't even keep goin'
Cuz these rappers keep hoein' with their teeth showin'
I set it off...
(Hook)
Y'all ready, y'all ready, y'all ready know
Slaughterhouse
(Outro)
Yo, yo, yo, this yo man Royce Da 5'9"
This yo dude Crooked I
Man, Jump off Joe Beezy
It's Joell Ortiz
