Be Ready Songtext
von G Fredo

Turn it up, K-Rock
It′s Big 2 Times
Listen, I don't know who need to hear this shit
But whatever it is you goin′ through, you gon' get through it
And nothin' lasts forever
Even pain do

Look, no matter what go down, I promise you I′ma be ready
They catch me red-handed with nowhere to go
.40, They better hope that they ready

′Cause I'm slammin′ it out, give a fuck if I die
I can tell they don't love me already
Feel like I′m all alone and when I'm all alone
Tryna pick up my slim and go bend it
Type to make you drop dead on the scene
I ain′t sparin' a thing, throw him all where his head at
He got sent for that shit he was talkin'
That stupid lil′ nigga should′ve never had said that
Bitch, we make 'em pay for that shit
He got caught with it on him and died broad day with that shit


Now tell me who′s really a bitch and who ain't on that shit

Sorry, karma, lately I been pressin′ play on everybody
Know I'm in the wrong, but I want all the smoke with everybody

I could hold my own, smoke you all alone, no, I′m not just anybody
In it for my shotters, bitch, we hardbody, won't fear anybody
Give a nigga smoke, I know how to throw, he gon' be a dead body
Wanna see a dead body? Full-time shotter

I been in the trenches, you ain′t tryin′ if you can't find me
Shorty, I ain′t never ever hidin'
They just never outside when I′m slidin'
Stupid opp got his head cracked, they like
"Dead that lil′ brodie, you be wildin'"
And I don't even give a fuck
That′s another 187 on the dispatch, go and pick ′em up

Feelin' like I′m Cody hangin' out the window, bet you I′ll hit a bunch
Give that bitch a face shot, watch
Him fall back, ain't gon′ get to run


You ain't never skid over a opp, ain't never flipped they block
Ain′t never shot niggas to drop, but you still wanna talk?
Bunch of dead weight, stay up out the way, bitch, I don′t wanna talk
I'm tryna leave a fuck nigga DOA, have him outlined in chalk

Look, no matter what go down, I promise you I′ma be ready
They catch me red-handed with nowhere to go
.40, They better hope that they ready

'Cause I′m slammin' it out, give a fuck if I die
I can tell they don′t love me already
Feel like I'm all alone and when I'm all alone
Tryna pick up my slim and go bend it
Type to make you drop dead on the scene
I ain′t sparin′ a thing, throw him all where his head at
He got sent for that shit he was talkin'
That stupid lil′ nigga should've never had said that
Bitch, we make ′em pay for that shit
He got caught with it on him and died broad day with that shit

Now tell me who's really a bitch and who ain′t on that shit