Ready Set Go (feat. T.I.)

Killer mike

Gangster, gangster

The world ain't ready

Slee waddup

Gangster, gangster

South of LAD

Get ready let's go

WTK

Hood rich

So what ****

Gangster breezy

Hut one, hut two, two

Ready set go

Make these **** get right

Or get low

Hut one, hut two, two

Ready set go

Make these **** get right

Or get low

Get low, get low or get right right

Call on killer, kill from the ville or big Mike, big Mike

Get low get low or get right right

Call on killer, kill from the ville or big Mike, big Mike

I know these streets 'bout tired of this weak shit

Ya style been ran through like a freak bitch

The pussy club got ya angered with ya frequent

Ed hard hard ass **** and ya sequence

Might as well shop at Victoria Secret have 'em

Gift warp you some "I love Pink" shit

Rent due and ya'll **** delinquent

Ya better find anotha **** to link with

'Cause the **** you link with is a lie fool

I used to bully thet monkey **** in high school

Sit at the lunch table, steal and eat his damn food

The pretty girls, dey say, Michael a damn fool

I get my work on, and get my flirt on

I say fuck 'em, he a pussy put a skirt on 'em

I said fuck 'em, he a pussy put a skirt on 'em

Hut one, hut two, two

Ready set go

Make these **** get right

Or get low

Hut one, hut two, two

Ready set go

Make these **** get right

Or get low

Get low, get low or get right right

Call on killer, kill from the ville or big Mike, big Mike

Get low get low or get right right

Call on killer, kill from the ville or big Mike, big Mike

I'm the product, of the age of narcotta

The kings on dope like the pill you swallow

Down by law I lead don't follow

Grind time, grand hustilin for gualla

I remain in the game to break lames off

Some of dem sensitive and some too soft

The hood been forced to fuck with ya'll by default

But now the truth here the bullshit cuts off

This is real homie, no fake, no filler, 100 percent grade A killer

Somethin' like the bitch that I keep in Villa Rica

But I'm a be quiet cause dey might Mike Vick ya

Might catch Mike with a light Mike Vicka

Some purple kush that'll get me high like a missile

Smokin' one deep 'cause I don't fuck with ya

Sincerely from the hustle and grind time official

It's grind time, it's grand hustle

Money on our mind and we ain't goin down sucka

It's grind time, it's grand hustle

Send 'em here

Let 'em DM Martin Luther King

Bank head sucka

Hut one, hut two, two

Ready set go

Make these **** get right

Or get low

Hut one, hut two, two

Ready set go

Make these **** get right

Or get low

Get low, get low or get right right

Call on killer, kill from the ville or big Mike, big Mike

Get low get low or get right right

Call on killer, kill from the ville or big Mike, big Mike

Zone 1 through zone 4, **** zone 6

As well homeboy you know what's happenin

Yeah, yeah the **** who been 'posed to been

Runnin' dis shit done started runnin the shit partner, ya understand?

Muhfucka ain't nothin' you van do about it home

You better muhfuckin' keep ya lunch money in ya gaddamn waste basket ****