Текст песни Is You Ready - A.B.Y Songo

Mob deep on the block
N you already know I'm feeling this way
I can't trust a thot
If i do it's gone dead me there in a grave
N gone up blocks
If we see a opp
Just know we make it flame
You think this a gain?
No n to me it's still gone feel the same
Send shots with good aim
This n zdot man he is insane
Gotta keep going hard
So you know I won't stop, take a break
I gotta go far
So like i said man we gotta go hard
No matter the cost
When I'm with the gang
It feels like I ain't lost
Are you dumb?
Bullets beats chest like a drum (Pah, Pah, Pah)
Nina is making him run (Run)
Bro This is should be fun (Uh)
She be blowing too much
But you already know that she clutch (Fshh)
Bro It's be tough out here
Real scary out here
So don't be trying to lie
Cause That shit ain't gone fly
Sometimes you gotta sit there and think
You ready to die
So one question
Are you ready or not?
(Song, Song, Song)
(Song, Song, Song)
(Song, Song, Song)
(Song, Song, Song)
(Head shot case close)
A.B.Y In the scene
You already know how it is (Four,Five,Four-shots)
Once a n be upping shit
You already know that it's clip (Talk that shit)
Don't be there looking all scared
Tell the opps get off my dick
(Get off my dick)
Once I put a mask
You already see it's gone be hit
(It's gone be a hit)
Aye dab on that way (Uh Huh)
Chill with gang today (Uh Huh)
Thotthy be feening
She like I really want you come and stay
But there's no way
I only wanna touch M (Get out my face)
Don't You see me tryna get this cake
(Yea gang that be the case)
Heavily calling me with a voice note
(Pick up the phone)
She couldn't handle herself around me
(Girl leave me alone)
N tryna be lit later on
Bro bring the patron
Also heavily loaded with them bullets
I'm loving this pole
Starting to think that this is all new jack city
(Bro come on)
No for real
Cause N Nino Brown a criminal
N run up on db
They gone turned to a pack (What?)
That's Mad shots at rack (Uh Huh)
But Imma leave it at that (Facts)
(Song, Song, Song)
(Song, Song, Song)
(Song, Song, Song)
(Song, Song, Song)
Send shots at the n
Bye you not coming back
You think it's a lie, no it's a fact
Hear out the knowledge take it like that
Once you see me and eight in the spot
Just know that we coming back
(That's a fact)
That's a fact
(That's a fact)
That's a fact
N upping the pole
Feeling controlled
You know how it goes
Thot girls be wildin man
You can't love no hoes
She said she couldn't stand me
But she always at the door
How many loaded clips
Could leave you with a damage hole
If I go all out in a battle
I'm gone die with that pole
But I wanna take nine with me
Bro that's fine to me
Thats a sign to me
Run up on d
You get buried 6 deep
Just got blessed
Like you sneezed
Just got stretched
Now he sleep
Is it too much
Cause you gotta go
Even if dead no one will know
All n heard was gltttt
Po, Po, Po, Po
(Suck My Dick)