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