paroles de chanson Ready for War - Drag-On feat. The Lox
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
Doin
80
in
the
M
that
means
I'm
stayin'
in
third
With
a
bitch
playin'
shottie
AK
in
the
third
Don't
worry
'bout
what
I
make
worry
'bout
can
you
escape
'Cuz
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
wanna
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
play
station
Motherfuckers
wanna
ride
by
and
ice
grill
Change
that
to
ice
dick,
show
me
motherfucker
that
you
can
kill
17
shots
in
a
clip,
28
grams
in
an
ounce
Everybody
bounce,
26
inch
hues
on
a
truck
36
O's
in
a
key,
everybody
ree
Murder
One
felons
with
the
glocks,
24
hours
on
the
block
Bodies
gettin'
dropped,
5000
niggas
actin'
live
5000
niggas
gotta
die,
everybody
better
ride
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
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
2000
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'ma
do
this
the
old
way
get
it
while
I
can
get
it
As
much
as
I
can
get
then
I'ma
go
my
own
way
Ayo,
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,
'cuz
if
Drag
pass
away
I'ma
come
back
with
wraps
on
my
face,
blastin'
an
eighth
February
8th,
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
2000
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'
17
shots
in
a
clip,
28
grams
in
an
ounce
Everybody
bounce,
26
inch
hues
on
a
truck
36
O's
in
a
key,
everybody
ree
Murder
One
felons
with
the
glocks,
24
hours
on
the
block
Bodies
gettin'
dropped,
5000
niggas
actin'
live
5000
niggas
gotta
die,
everybody
better
ride
17
shots
in
a
clip,
28
grams
in
an
ounce
Everybody
bounce,
26
inch
hues
on
a
truck
36
O's
in
a
key,
everybody
ree
Murder
One
felons
with
the
glocks,
24
hours
on
the
block
Bodies
gettin'
dropped,
5000
niggas
actin'
live
5000
niggas
gotta
die,
everybody
better
ride
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