Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'm Ready, artist - The Diplomats. Album song Cam'Ron Presents The Diplomats - Diplomatic Immunity, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.03.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
I'm Ready |
Come on! |
Jim Jones where you at baby? |
Juelz Santana (I feel good right now man) |
This is music right here |
Once again where you at I feel like Rocky or something |
They try to box me in the corner 4 the longest |
No keys, lock me in this corner for the longest but |
(I'm Ready, I’m Ready, I’m Ready, I’m Ready) |
Somehow I managed to creep from under the rock |
Linkin’up with Cam and linkin’up with the ROC now |
(I'm Ready, I’m Ready, I’m Ready, I’m Ready) |
This is powerful music I bring to the table |
The sequel to Able the way I slag Kane cause |
(I'm Ready, I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready) |
Y’all know I’m past then focus, incase you haven’t noticed |
Squeeze and blast them open as soon as the magnum open |
(I'm ready, I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready) |
Cam gonna make me star, I’m gonna make him a million |
Jones is here, we invading the building and |
(I'm ready, I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready) |
I’m still on the corner grinding for them big stacks |
Big coats, big gats don’t ever forget that |
Yes sir, Yes sir |
Oh yea nigga |
My goal (??) the one on your charts |
If it happens to be a (??) come with the arts |
Everyone of my parts they still moving' |
Hold the drums in front of the… |
I do this shit six lucky contestants |
They don’t give a fuck if you sixty |
Still get coifed and arrested (click clank) |
My justice is reched |
You get knocked |
Please, grab your crouches |
Keep steppin' |
Cause the game we done held back to long |
The pain we done felt that to long |
Cocaine we done dealt that to long |
And my pops it don’t help that you gone |
Myself to move on Its scary and I’m gonna need help |
Streets flow at me Dog marijuana don’t help |
Fiends junkies in the corners don’t help |
Knee deep in my grave on these blocks |
I’m a goner my self |
Killa, I’m here y’all |
I’m ready, I’m ready |
Hey yo Was up buzzin’buzzin' |
Birds flip a dozen dozen |
Holla at your boy |
Boy thought your cousin wasn’t |
(I'm Ready, Yes sir) |
Jimmy Jones, Sessa Bones, Santana, Manefik |
Y’all niggaz know holla at me if there’s any beef |
(Yes sir, gats, guns, knifes…) |
I know its vic versa |
We like murder we convicted the track |
But yo if you got bitches to fuck |
Hit me up dawg |
(Yea I’m ready) |
Far as lyrics go They rocking the citlets |
They won’t stop till I’m on top with the title |
Hustlin no stoppin the cycle |
I’m shopping for rifles I’m not for the idols |
The twin towers dawg we on top of the Eiffel like |
La piece a pizza eating a piece of pizza |
You can’t be where I be dawg |
You need a Visa |
Come on chief we for |
Please believe it I will squeeze and leave ya All bullets stay where we can seek ya Harlem world I’m spoil my town |
You a clown you can’t tell by now |