end up dead. Well, are you ready or not? Cuz here I come. I'm without you, don't you live without. Well, are you ready or not? Cuz here I come. I am
Übersetzung: Pop Evil. Ready Or Not.
the bullshit I've been through So-called beef with you know who Fuck a few female stars or two Nigga, blue light, nigga, move like Mike, shit not to
shots, set off like we sold rocks [Main Flow (of Mood)] We dealing with NARCS and cases Deaths over parking spaces Evil hearts are races, or higher
And Trees [Chorus:] Yall Aint Really Ready Nope Yall Aint Really Ready Nope Yall Aint Really Ready Nope Yall Aint Really Ready Nope Yall Aint Really Ready Nope Yall Aint Really Ready
' my deeds enormous like a feast when I feed Mental fruit to the people not what the snake gave Eve We need to kill off the evil with the force of gang
this house there is no room for envy, this is why we wear our uniform! Racist not welcome! Rapist not welcome! Hatred, dreaded in this house! Ready to
me" Off in the club, full of Patron, and hella Belvy. Tell me, Do you need a light? 'Cause your spite's not right. You looking to fight, I'm ready to
3: big pun ] I thought I told you I only rap for the cheddar Keep the mac under the sweater, ready to clap any nigga Whether on stage or in the gutter
right fool, you know who, the mighty Group Therapy The mighty mighty Aftermath brigade, letting all you sound boys know You're not ready to rumble or
fuck that, I'm ready for open hand combat It's the Tomcat And my thoughts are unlimited Inflicted fatal wounds And I'm immune, see a evil society So
wheel column and pop it, we're shoppers I'm about to go and kill for they profit, my pockets Him, me and that nigga bout to stop it why not bitch Grab
Or punch my fist through that naval Cause I'll be damned if this be the hand that rocks the cradle Or push her down a flight of steps I don't care or
pie to the neck Ride or die, if you both nigga, ride to the death I acappella the whole left side of his chest Not retirin, still got that pension pendin Tryin to pop
edge of death ready to jump in It's hard when you can't find love anywhere And just because the rev [unverified] don't really care Pop fo' crack with
a shame I'm to drunk to even aim Denaun stepped in the way and I shot him in his leg It's like bang, bang, bang nigger pop, pop, pop Everybody bustin