Ready For War

[Styles Paniro]

Yo, yo, I could keep my eyes closed still reading the signs

Young niggas think they hungry then you feed 'em a nine

Might kidnap they ass, start feedin' 'em swine

So I don't feel bad when I gut 'em like a pig

Beat him down, stomp him out, cut him like he big

You hear the attitude, I say fuck being humble

You act like a animal, you stuck in the jungle

Niggas don't care if I'm poor or rich

So I don't care about these niggas, and the law, and shit

And I'll probably get shot for being a wild nigga

You'll probably get shot for being a foul nigga

Let's talk about slugs and the drugs we deal

Boys fight, men kill, get they money and chill

Real recognize real, I ain't sayin' a word

Doing eighty in the M, that means I'm stayin' in third

With a bitch playin' shottie AK in the third

[Sheek Louch]

Don't worry 'bout what I make, worry 'bout can you escape

'Cause when I bust my guns, bring more action than roll take

Nickel your hallway, I got aim from far

Y'all can't see me like the tints on the president's car

I know niggas don't like me, and my friends want to flip

That's why I'm on some extra all about Sheek shit

Your money: Sheek shit

Your bitch: Sheek shit

Only thing I'm gonna share is these bullets here

Bitch ass that's for frontin'

Now don't say I never gave you nothin'

I'm greedy, go 'head, don't say I never saved you somethin'

Pack gun nigga but don't want no stack

I drink straight liquor till I forget where I'm at

I don't play no games, nigga, drugs my 'cupation

In a building hustlin', that's Sheek's Playstation

Motherfuckers want to ride by and ice grill

Change that to ice, dick

Show me, motherfucker, that you can kill

[Chorus:]

Seventeen shots in a clip, twenty-eight grams in an ounce

Everybody bounce, twenty-six inch hues on a truck

Thirty-six O's in a key, everybody free

Murder One felons with the glocks, twenty-four hours on the block

Bodies gettin' dropped, five thousand niggas actin' live

Five thousand niggas gotta die, everybody better ride

[Jadakiss]

Y'all niggas better find out who's your man

It don't work in the hood, you could fool your fans

Few bullets in your jeans soon to ruin your plans

Then I show up at the wake and boo-hoo at your fam

If you're like me, you never'll fail

Live by the three rules you make it, or be dead, or in jail

And I ain't really got much, but I'm up on cats

And Kiss don't just spit, I throw up on tracks

Double R now, bitch, you see the princess cut

I'm in a two thousand big boy, the tense is up

Y'all niggas is soft, catch me with the semi

Underneath the Fendi, sweater, skully, and scarf

Make sure you don't say nothing to Jay

And keep your dirt, I don't smoke nothin' but hays

I'm a do this the old way, get it while I can get it

As much as I can get, then I'm a go my own way

[Drag-On]

Hey yo, I keep my guns like laundry

I dump a load, make niggas fold, watch 'em die, and let 'em drip dry

Gon' spill pints from niggas, my rapid fire put niggas in black attire

Stuffed in the hearse, then dumped in the dirt

I live eternal, 'cause if Drag pass away

I'm a come back with wraps on my face, blastin' an eighth

February eighth, that's the day

You better cop like it's crack, or get masking taped till you suffocate

Bitches, y'all gettin' your feelings hurt

Two thousand, I ain't fuckin' no more

I'm makin' bitches jerk till I squirt

All my bitches work, like upside down from the poles

Lift that skirt, give this dick what it's worth

Double R, see the icicles on the chest

Hungry niggas come snatchin'

I throw bullets, run catch 'em

Ruff Ryder scene Drag the fire

But we could take it swingin' them irons till the bangs is flyin'

[Chorus: x2]