| Say to the whole world
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| I got the cocaine okay?
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| Yeah, I got the cocaine man
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| I got the yay, Y. A
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| Scoe Montana
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| Scodie Montana (Desoto)
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| I got the cocaine man (remember my name)
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| Oh heavens to megatron, ooooooh
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| You have about three seconds to do this, ooooooh
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| I’m just a ballin' ass niggaro, you best to get ready
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| Straight out the penitentiary, to makin' all this fetti
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| We gangsta rock steady, bang this in your Chevy
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| We pushin' weight heavy, even if they won’t let me
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| Scoe is chillin', makin' a million
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| Stackin' this loot 'til I touch top ceilin'
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| Miraculous, toothless, with top notch women
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| Acura roofless, blastin' my music
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| Adelle on my right, he done got me for my light
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| I’m a Star like Tri
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| Crazy youngster livin' a hard knock life like Jay the hustla
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| I’m a professional mic clutcher plus a dope rhymer
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| Ghetto poet with perfect timin', I’m an opportunist
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| Takin' advantage of my youth, fresh when I do it
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| The homie Kokane, tighter than choker chains
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| Soakin' the game up with dreams of Roscoe’s name bein' a household name
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| We ballin', ghetto fabulous
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| Just tryin' to do my thang in this cold game, switchin' four lanes
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| I’m just a ballin' ass niggaro, you best to get ready
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| Straight out the penitentiary, to makin' all this fetti
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| We gangsta rock steady, bang this in your Chevy
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| We pushin' weight heavy, how much you wanna bet me?
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| Scoe is chillin', lyrical villian
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| Straight up outta Philly, West Coast feel me
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| I pack mack millies, dash with Daz Dilly
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| Dippin' through L.A. where it don’t get chilly
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| I got a attic where I stash my scrilla
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| Keep a automatic nina heater by the attic
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| Homie my gat blast speratic blasts
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| Latitude accuracy, rappin' fast
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| (I'm) Young 'Scoe-dizzle, (I'm) keepin' it rizzle
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| (With) heaters that sizzle, me and young Bizzle
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| Hit the cypher up and stand in the middle
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| Puttin' MC’s in the Rap Hospital
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| Hospitable, Roscizoe, my flizow not spitable
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| My dizoe not get-able
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| Everything digital, un-F-witable
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| We incredible and that’s inevitable
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| I’m just a ballin ass niggaro, you best to get ready
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| Straight out the penitentiary, to makin' all this fetti
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| We gangsta rock steady, y’all niggas ain’t ready
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| Bang this in your Chevy, we pushin' weight heavy
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| D.P., D.P., D.P.G. |
| — (X 4)
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| Scoe is gettin' in where I fit in
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| Spittin' bad rubbish, keep it thuggin', keep livin'
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| Keep givin' all I got, takin' what I want
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| Breakin' down the sacks and crackin' open a blunt
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| Crack the window to get some fresh oxygen
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| This little Porche we hot boxin' in
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| I’m a G to the game, low-key in the game
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| I got the key to the game, D.P.G. |
| is the gang
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| I’m just a ballin' ass niggaro, you best to get ready
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| Straight out the penitentiary, to makin' all this fetti
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| We gangsta rock steady, bang this in your Chevy
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| We pushin' weight heavy, how much you wanna bet me?
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| D.P., D.P., D.P.G. |
| — (X 4)
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| Oh, what you say?
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| Heavens to megatron
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| We still bangin' in space, the new generation
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| Ooooooh
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| Kokane!, Roscoe, Roscoe, Roscoe
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| Kokane, Kokane, no brain |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get Ready, artist - Roscoe. Album song Young Roscoe Philaphornia, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп