Ready For It lyrics

by

Az Chike


[Intro: AD]
Load that sh*t up, cuz
No talking
We be ready for it
Hey
Look

[Chorus: AD]
Bring on that war, we be ready for it, yeah
We be ready for it
Bring on that war, we be ready for it, hey
We be ready for it
Bring on that war, we be ready for it, yeah
We be ready for it
Bring on that war, we be ready for it, hey
We be ready for it, hey

[Verse 1: AD]
Get the gat, get the strap, n*gga, bust one
Keep it gangster, keep it quiet, don't discuss nothin’
f*ck family, only my mama, I don't trust none
Thuggin' by my lonely, .40, that’s my plus one
Pull up to the club, don't get checked by security
I get antsy, I pull it out, you get near to me
We all bleed the same, don't need no n*gga fearing me
I pray to God, so can't no n*gga put no fear in me
Cruising down the street in my Benz coupe
Pressing these n*ggas, callin' the troops
Hit up the store, I need some more
Henny on the rocks and Don Julio
I'm a Compton n*gga, I ain't the type to hit the party up
I'm with the shooters, them the ones who shoot the party up
Hit a lick, I’ma have to get my gwally up
And if it’s war, we gon' have to call the squady up
[Chorus: AD]
Bring on that war, we be ready for it, yeah
We be ready for it
Bring on that war, we be ready for it, hey
We be ready for it
Bring on that war, we be ready for it, yeah
We be ready for it
Bring on that war, we be ready for it, hey
We be ready for it, hey

[Verse 2: Saviii 3rd]
And if it’s murder up on his record, I ain't roll with him
Played it cool, yeah, but I ain't indulge with him
See, I could get to politicking when it's wrong, n*gga
’Cause I done made hot gums turn to cold dinner
Ayy, when it's war time, where you go, n*gga?
Ghost n*gga, probably get exposed, n*gga
And it's for life, and I mean it like an oath, n*gga
b*tch, I'm ready for whatever come along with it
Ayy, f*ck it, I'm in my zone with it
And it's another type of bag, you can't open it
Gon' be another type of blast when that score with it
Double back at the repass, it ain't over with
Ayy, little n*gga, what that 3 like?
I'm 3 fly, got my whole team right
Diss my set, you get pressed like some Levi's
Stop poppin' it before I give that green light
[Chorus: AD]
Bring on that war, we be ready for it, yeah
We be ready for it
Bring on that war, we be ready for it, hey
We be ready for it
Bring on that war, we be ready for it, yeah
We be ready for it
Bring on that war, we be ready for it, hey
We be ready for it, hey

[Verse 3: G Perico]
Miss me with that bro bro rap sh*t
I be turning up in the streets, I don't ass kiss (f*ck y'all)
Only go to war with a chosen few
n*ggas talk about what they gon' do until it's time to shoot
Line up the troops, we got beef on the block
When the gunplay crack, we ain't that deep on the block
sh*t get real, now n*ggas talkin' 'bout they kids
But when sh*t was cool you was talkin' like a killer
Ah man, I done seen this sh*t too many times
Shot too many K's, shot too many nines
Perico the OG
The n*gga that show this sh*t to your big homie (Gangster, gangster, gangster)
Can't let these n*ggas f*ck the money up
If you ain't 'bout it, it's cool, what you frontin' for?
Me and AD, blue n*ggas on
When sh*t start crackin', we send them sucker n*ggas home, y'all gone
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