Ready2Die Lyrics

He talkin' that shit don't think that I hear him, He is not God, so why would I fear him?

At the Met Gala might make an appearance, I wear designer, he buy from clearance

Oh no, you didn't know? What is that shit that you think you is hearin'?

I'm with the dogs, they movin' serious, (Barking)

For all the dogs like I'm reppin' the six, New Jersey baby I'm reppin' the nine

All of these bitches they be on my dick, I cannot talk less' I'm standin' behind

Movin' in silence, feel like a mime, Whip out my dick and she ready to dine

I want it more than anyone else, Cause for this game I'm ready to die

Do or die that's how I'm livin', Long ago made these decisions

Everybody know I'm winnin, I'm with Sideways he be spinnin'

I'm with Sideways he be driftin', I'm with Dusty he be speedin'

V8 CLS he tweakin', Cuttin' up that boy a demon

Had to go hop in the whip, Had to go pick up a bitch

She get in the whip tell her lay low, Feelin' like I be with Lilo

I'm out of this world like I'm stitch, Smokin' this J no Critch

Smokin' this J no Hound, You don't wanna fuck, than I gotta bounce

I'm in the crib won't see me around, Need me a thick bitch ass so round

What is that sound? Soundin' like shots, Dusty rollin' through the town

All the guys we goin' up, never felt so proud

Bitches hit me wanna fuck, they know how I get down

Imma show you I'm a freak, Better keep it in the sheets

Hit up Twist, he run the streets, Hittin' up Sideways, he run the meets

Need me the diamonds that's all in my teeth, Need me a beauty, Bitch I'm the beast

You need the pussy, knew you was weak, I need the bread, I'm bouta feast

You is not rollin' with me if you not ride or die

Not fuckin' around, puttin in pain, you could tell just by my eyes

You wanna get claimed, nah lil' bitch, Imma keep you on the side

If you not postin' my music, then you is not one of the guys

He talkin' that shit don't think that I hear him, He is not God, so why would I fear him?

At the Met Gala might make an appearance, I wear designer, he buy from clearance

Oh no, you didn't know? What is that shit that you think you is hearin'?

I'm with the dogs, they movin' serious, (Barking)

For all the dogs like I'm reppin' the six, New Jersey baby I'm reppin' the nine

All of these bitches they be on my dick, I cannot talk less' I'm standin' behind

Movin' in silence, feel like a mime, Whip out my dick and she ready to dine

I want it more than anyone else, Cause for this game I'm ready to die

Switchin' the flow up, I'm bouta go up, I cannot wait till' I blow up

Lil' bitch, chokin' on dick, suck that shit until you throw up

Your momma ain't raise no quitters, your momma ain't raise no spitters

Hold up bitch I gotta go, Hang out the V know I be with the spinners

Spinnin' the G like a beyblade, Everyday it's like my payday

These bitches was talkin' that shit, look at em' now and they still in the same place

They laughin' but I got a straight face, For the paper it's a straight chase

Everyday livin' my life, but when I die hope I see Heaven gateways