| Ridin with death
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| We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals
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| My nigga now Majesty these niggas is after me murder redrum redrum redrum
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| My nigga now Majesty these niggas is after me murder redrum redrum redrum
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| You niggas better expect retaliation feel the playa hation
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| Yeah you the next to get dropped I don’t hide the Glock
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| Real niggas don’t stop pop pop
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| Put him in the mud nigga and your body rott
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| Top closing down on your caskets
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| Wanna make these bastards think we got mercy
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| Putting in work since a nigga thirteen
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| Sending niggas like yourself off in a hearse
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| See I won’t hesitate to kill you wanna fill you with a couple of my slugs
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| Fucking with my thugs and I’m needing my love nigga what
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| Bone niggas fin to do a little damage
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| Take over the planet with my daily tortures
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| Of course it’s the nigga that’s takin no shorts
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| Smokin on the newports your ghetto resource
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| And bitch you wanna dig your own ditch
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| And hit you with levels beyond your control
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| My momma never raised no punks and hoes
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| Just real niggas comin up snatchin souls for dough
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| I know y’all motherfuckers out there somewhere ain’t nowhere to hide
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| Makin motherfuckers feel the vibe for life
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| In the midst of the twist I’ll be down to ride
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| We’re ready for war
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| Ridin with death
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| We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals
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| We’re ready for war
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| Ridin with death
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| We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals
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| I’mma relent and furiated that you hated and pap pap can’t fade it
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| We stay heavily sedated comin now back up my buck get shaken
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| Deeply dreaming about this demon my daddy told me it was comin
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| Trapped in the form of a bad omen it’s wicked it was written I’ll be
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| Runnin while turnin around and blastin back to buck 'em fuck 'em
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| Them fools come back like I’m ready for war is that all you got
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| Heard the mack was talkin this and that bout some of my incidents
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| Said I smoke and snatchin purses you heard this lil EZ told me
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| Bitch clonin little EZ’s niggas so fuck you you weren’t original
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| Mano a mano ain’t no subliminal Hey
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| When I regime in fatigues we ready to bleed even when they sleepin
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| Catch me caught me must have seen
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| And they’re gonna get your ass next weekend
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| We’re ready for war
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| Ridin with death
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| We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals
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| We’re ready for war
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| Ridin with death
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| We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals
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| We’re ready for war
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| Ridin with death
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| We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals
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| My mental seduction run your whole sound suction abduction of lyrics
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| Is the loss of life love and spirits
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| Capital offense for generics lost in the prison
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| Lieutenants overseeing the barracks checkin in
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| Mark ass copy cat incoherance is crucial
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| Smokin hay with conflicts that bite shit like microchips
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| I watch you ride the rodeo straight to the bottom
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| When you’re fate rotten, bitch, when I spot 'em I’mma drop 'em
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| Surrounded by violence my nigga I’m bound to just live a lifetime
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| And this shrink wanna get inmy head cause I’m amongst the walking dead
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| All I really said if you niggas don’t fled you gone bleed bloody red
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| Nigga shoot the spot and got ghosts fuckin with the mastermind of all time
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| Letting niggas know we off in our prime
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| It’ll be that way to ninety-ninety-nine
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| Criminal-minded niggas been blinded
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| Looking for a style like Bone but can’t see me
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| Just like mike everybody wanna be me
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| Study every movie nigga makin on tv
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| Easy does it do it easy what it is number one better check the score
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| Here we go nigga don’t wanna fight no more
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| But I’m ready for you hoes and that’s for sure
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| When the ghetto needs me I’ll be grippin to the scripture picture
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| Little Ripsta can I get critical
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| And I’m seldom seen in the henessey when I ride up on my enemies
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| Zero one of my heroes Jesus blessed me to be lethal
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| With my automatic let you have it you don’t wanna see any evil
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| Motherfuckers I’ll take it to the people
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| Then I will meet you at the funeral
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| Get 'em up Bizzy Mafiaso no witness is the usual
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| Further mo murder mo ready with guns I’ll serve you hoes
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| When they call niggas hit the road
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| And when they get killed I’mma get your soul |
| You thinkin I’m slippin with niggas that itchin to rob me
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| Yes they want to give me bloody body
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| By pumping a couple of slugs inside me
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| But I’ll be damned we won if it comes to guns and I’m
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| Stacking them thangs so you gets none statics automatic fun
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| Want some come come come execution redrum rum
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| See what you see in my eyes murder murder death defied
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| Burnt alive fried when they die
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| No one was able to find them cause they’re bodies went up in a fire
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| Fuck they family try to creep
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| But you think I’m asleep cause I’m pumpin beats
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| Nigga better believe we keep much heat up under my seat yeah
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| Shoot 'em up quick in a minute and within a minute
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| You already suckas I bet that you bent it we sent it
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| We’ll atest for the murder we should we dealt it
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| You thought you was flippin but got K. O'd
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| Ring-a-ling-a-ling get that ass up outta there
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| The undisputed thugs in harmony proved it
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| Kicked a couple of niggas asses
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| Gotta take off and stay still blastin
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| Locked in the state penatentiary but dog that ain’t shit
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| Better make your money baby and pick up a couple of guns on the side
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| So when you ride and you get high don’t let them haters run up your side |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ready for War, artist - Layzie Bone. Album song Thug Brothers, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп