Lirik Lagu We Ready - Archie Eversole
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[Chorus] (*background in parenthesis*)We ready(what, what)We ready(what, what)We ready(we ready, we ready)For y'alllll(come on, we ready, come on)We ready(we ready for)We ready(we ready for)We ready(we ready for)For y'all(we ready, we ready)
[Verse 1]Ain't no question 'bout, who the bestMacy gon' lay the track and Archie come to do the restStep in the way, multiple shots are goin through your chestYou must have called Pastor Troy cuz boy, you is blessedAnd I'ma take him out the game y'allIt ain't no thang y'allYou wanna buck I'll rip you up like a chainsawThe game's raw, boy, please believe itKeep your bible with you cause you gonna be needin JesusFiendin for chart-toppin hitsAnd Archie ain't gonna stop droppin shitI'ma make a million dollars then stand on the top of itRockin it, until the day I die in this gameArchie with the Phat Boy addin the fire to the fame
[Chorus](2x)(what, what in background)
[Verse 2]A-T-L we bout that head bustin, we leave you dead cousinWhassup, huh bitch nigga, you said somethinIf you ready why you stumblin to the floor, huh?If you ready why you stutterin "I ain't drunk"I'ma show em why they call us dirtyThere is no mercy for playa haters cause he ain't worthyHeard of me then, "Hell naw" before, bet you done heard of me nowAtlanta, Georgia where the dirty be foundSee I done did this since my younger daysOnly 16 but my pocket's never underageSo let's get paid, cause I stay ready for it, pleaseAnd you is crazy if you think you ready for me, so who ready
[Chorus](2x)(what, what in background)
[Verse 3]You ain't ready for us, cause you ain't ready for meCourtney B chop and knock a nigga down to his kneesStay as crunk as can beWho keeps it crunker than weNobody that's why we comin throwin bows and them kneesSee our foes and they freezeThey be some suckas at heartWe ready for what you bringin so we bust ya apartYou bustas ain't hard, stack em up and knockin em downAnother cop in the ground, boy, who stoppin me nowChoppin em down, see how quick you drop to the groundPlayin to be raw with ya ball likes to knock you aroundI done twisted up the game, there's a knot in it nowAnd if you didn't see it comin, Phat Boy lockin it down
[Chorus](2x)
[Verse 1]Ain't no question 'bout, who the bestMacy gon' lay the track and Archie come to do the restStep in the way, multiple shots are goin through your chestYou must have called Pastor Troy cuz boy, you is blessedAnd I'ma take him out the game y'allIt ain't no thang y'allYou wanna buck I'll rip you up like a chainsawThe game's raw, boy, please believe itKeep your bible with you cause you gonna be needin JesusFiendin for chart-toppin hitsAnd Archie ain't gonna stop droppin shitI'ma make a million dollars then stand on the top of itRockin it, until the day I die in this gameArchie with the Phat Boy addin the fire to the fame
[Chorus](2x)(what, what in background)
[Verse 2]A-T-L we bout that head bustin, we leave you dead cousinWhassup, huh bitch nigga, you said somethinIf you ready why you stumblin to the floor, huh?If you ready why you stutterin "I ain't drunk"I'ma show em why they call us dirtyThere is no mercy for playa haters cause he ain't worthyHeard of me then, "Hell naw" before, bet you done heard of me nowAtlanta, Georgia where the dirty be foundSee I done did this since my younger daysOnly 16 but my pocket's never underageSo let's get paid, cause I stay ready for it, pleaseAnd you is crazy if you think you ready for me, so who ready
[Chorus](2x)(what, what in background)
[Verse 3]You ain't ready for us, cause you ain't ready for meCourtney B chop and knock a nigga down to his kneesStay as crunk as can beWho keeps it crunker than weNobody that's why we comin throwin bows and them kneesSee our foes and they freezeThey be some suckas at heartWe ready for what you bringin so we bust ya apartYou bustas ain't hard, stack em up and knockin em downAnother cop in the ground, boy, who stoppin me nowChoppin em down, see how quick you drop to the groundPlayin to be raw with ya ball likes to knock you aroundI done twisted up the game, there's a knot in it nowAnd if you didn't see it comin, Phat Boy lockin it down
[Chorus](2x)
