for me To clear my head, to clear my head and I'm I'm gonna free you, free you Gonna get ready, gonna get ready I'm already ready, gonna get
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ones To the same demographic Be it not perfect Let it be heard by those taking an interest Not for the critics holding their ears Gonna get ready Gonna get ready
: Hey boys, look where we are This town ain't big enough for the both of us So get ready to run This all goes to show just how little you really know
: B.G. [Talking] Don't fuck with me Tellin' ya Verse One: B.G. Nigga better tighten up Before my clique start lighten up Fuckin' with me Baby salutin
' we start to swallowin' the evidentials Keep supplier's name confidential Crooked cops started buckin' at us Made a turn to a dead end, but froze cuz the cops had us I grab the Tec and started
hit first, I cant let no nigga split me Had my momma upset Nigga, leave my ho pussy wet I'm goin out with a fight, my chopper bullets eject I gets blowed and start Ready
doing it for a thrill Oh I'm hoping you'll undertstand And not let go of my hand [Repeat] * I had my hopes out on the line Ouuhh will they be ready for
it for a thrill, Oh I'm hoping you'll understand. And not let go of my hand. [x2] I hang my hopes out on the line, Will they be ready for you in time
: [Tupac Talking] Stand in formation My motherfucking real troopers Lets do it like soldiers All in together now Ready? Hell yeah No retreat
we reflect in the mirrors The prophecy is clear Niggaz lock n load disappear Strategize with no fear Waging war for years The crack game wasn't big enough Ready
my sign is stop! It's twenty mother-crooked-fuckin styles in em Like women I did em I'm in for deadly ready venom Verse Three: Live Squad Yeah, as
: [Intro 1: Kid whispering] Are you ready? [beat starts] [Intro 2:] Fuck that! [Chorus:] These niggaz is green! These niggaz is green! I'm talkin'
: (*Starts off with the beat of Tweet's "Call Me," then changes over to Bubba Sparxxx & Jadakiss' "They Ain't Ready") [Intro - 50 Cent talking] Uh,
'm playing ice hockey Bigger than life, extort the game, critically acclaimed Smack you in your face with my chain Now I'm ready to go to war like Saddam
go round Not thugs, 'cause thugs go 'round the brain of a brother's down You be in it for a quick blink But when you start to sink You be deeper than
thugs keep on creepin up out of the cut Like every other summer, just to fuck a nigga up We got them +Thugs+ on the +Line+, got them +Thugs+ screamin +
grind ah shit Keeping real niggas rewinding this, Deep in the ghetto in the streets ah Cleveland We call it thieving mind deceiving Hear the reasons for hustling season Bottom line
