Ready Or Not lyrics

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Gudda Gudda


[Intro: Lil Wayne]
I told you we will win
I told you we will win
Gudda, holla at em

[Verse 1: Gudda Gudda]
Skinny n*gga but my pockets stay fat as f*ck
Man my whole Sqad hoppin out a Caddy trucks
And plus I'm like A.I. I'm tryen to snatch and bust
Got a bright grill got these b*tches actin up
Wit a mean mug got these n*ggas backing up
Kicked up dub truck sittin high as f*ck
Eyes shut can't duck cuz I'm high as f*ck
I don't kno ya sellin bricks till ya high as f*ck

[Verse 2: Young Yonny]
Now whats poppin, I tell ya whats poppin, I'm poppin
We be dat man poppin, this sh*t be like Batman & Robin
And my mackin's advanced mami
Pretty boy but I back hand mami
Pimp crazy, got baby Glock'n in my pocket
These bicthes praise me
Catch a hot one if ya blockin'
Its Young Yeezy
Hot to death oh ma please believe me
Ready or not Sqad Up be easy
[Interlude: Lil Wayne]
I told you we are gunna win
Its not a game
But if it is we are gunna win
Young Nut off Mazant

[Verse 3: Kidd Kidd]
Come and get wit it ya f*ckin wit tha lil black filth
Get back b*tch or see pitch black sh*t
Heaters spit we pack clips that act them
Ninas split ya chap lips and he just back flipped
Heat up its past tense
These cats got 9 millimeters and mack 10's
Tha reach under from jackets
Seath and tha jack sh*t
Lil Peanut just thanked him
Ball like Theo Ratliff

[Verse 4: Raw Dizzy]
It don't matter who get hit, I shoot nuns up
Tha life of Dizzy a true story give me 2 thumbs up
I runs up slanted grill wit 2 guns up
Slangin bullets like 2 nun chucks
I simply could flip n*ggas
Get a grip n*ggas, don't trip n*ggas
I dun turned gangstas ta b*tch n*ggas
My name ringin like a dead singer
Tha head banger, givin hatas tha mid finga
[Verse 5: Lil Wayne]
Ya kno it wouldn't be right wit out tha boy
Let me speak on it...
Keep heat underneath tha seats up in tha jeep
Wit tha feet chrome it no retreat when tha beef on me
I'm to deep in tha streets homie
Put tha trees and tha leaves for me
And tha leaves to relieve on me
No seed just proceed to blow weed and mo weed
So high I dat I got a nose bleed
.4-5 n tha cozy, 4-5 that im toastin
Nuttin but G's up in here and I swear I returned one wit tha most pos wit tha crow team
So I get more cream
Long ride in tha hoes spleen
Got a hoe on tha floor givin me a blow job and its so mean
And if I told you who you'd be so confused
But don't mind gatta whole week
Don't mind I'm a hoe king
One line make a hoe dream
One time make a hoe drink
Get her to tha crib make tha hoe eat
Then make tha b*tch f*ck tha whole street
Dude rich but he's so street
f*ck a b*tch yea I'm O.B
Neva snitched ta tha police
Representin ole peeps
Say sh*t like whodi
See I'm wit ya
If ya ain't neva seen a G snap picture
Cuz mutha f*cker you can believe I'm that n*gga
Run from tha dude cuz he will clap quicker than a mutha f*cker
He may be a rap n*gga but tha boy gutta
17th to tha boy unda gatta think 17th til tha boy unda
And if ya neva knew then now ya that's how I go
That's S.Q.A.D. Up ya
What tha f*ck
[Outro: Lil Wayne]
I told you we are gunna win
Quote me on that
And one more thing, suck my di*k b*tch
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