Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ready for Em, artist - Lil Durk. Album song Signed To The Streets 1 & 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 04.12.2014
Record label: Golden
Song language: English
Ready for Em |
| They hate all my niggas, they hate that I’m breathing |
| Shoutout to my squad, ya feel me? |
| OTF Gang |
| Is it true you got shooters hangin' out the roof? |
| I’m just tryna' to do what I spit in the booth |
| Free Dada & Budo, shooters on the loose |
| On the block earn stripes, squad full of troops |
| Call Zoo, he be ready every time I do |
| Shot clock but he ready every time to shoot |
| Ops route for a diss I just give 'em shots |
| I gotta chill cause the police posted on the block |
| D-Thang say we hot but it’s easy to flop |
| I call Rod ‘cause he easy with mop |
| Niggas hating, just give my prop |
| Niggas say that I’m dumb when they see me with thot |
| Boy I tell 'em like, I can’t get better with bitches |
| I’m so fed up with these snitches, smoke one for Pluto |
| I’mma put grass in these Swishers |
| And step on these pipes with my niggas, they killin' my pride |
| Bitches, they killin' my vibe |
| IG full of money but they askin' for rides |
| Not me, ask one of my guys |
| I kill for one of my guys, free bro from the drive |
| Remember them days I was starvin' |
| Empty stomach, no car, no money |
| These niggas be tweakin' that’s why I got shooters on dummy |
| Let’s get it! |
| You want bombaclad war? |
| hm? |
| hm? |
| You wanna ramp wit me? |
| (gunshots) |
| Come on me say! |
| Me shot 61 people for fun! |
| Who want test me? |
| Come on, come on! |
| Do you know who ya bombaclad ramp wit? |
| You know me, I’m the original Jamaican dandatta! |
| You understand, Jamaican Rude Boy! |
| Got Broski on point like Kyrie |
| Don’t fear no man that can die like me |
| I done dodged doin' hits |
| I dodged my momma told me get out the Dodge, can’t sleep |
| I can’t Ma', cause I’m in too deep |
| It’s to the point where my niggas only came to me |
| Fuck a homie cause a homie don’t think like Tony |
| Montana cause the chopper for shorty, ohh |
| Lost J-Money and Tay, the shit happened I hated it |
| No Drake, but nigga we made it |
| Called Dede he ready, he slingin' impatient, got killers like Hatians |
| I land in Miami, call Dada, we go and take off to Lil Haiti |
| Got shooters on shooters that shoot to kill shooters, ain’t talkin' no navy |
| Sneak dissin' on the squad, we send shots at that boy and Broski be facin' |
| Pillowtalkin' to bitches, I see if she bad, but nigga she basic |
| I ain’t heard 'bout niggas, and I ain’t worried 'bout niggas |
| Street sweepers, hit the streets up, and Ion care ‘bout a nigga, let’s get it |