We Ready (feat. Archie)

I feel the master, Phat boy and D-Lo

Ya'll ready, they ready

C'mon, C'mon

Rasheeda she ready, we ready

Archie, you ready, we ready

C'mon, C'mon, C'mon, C'mon

You ready

Archie, Rasheeda, they ready, they ready, we ready

Ain't no question 'bout who the best

Macy gon' lay the track and Archie come to do the rest

Step in the way, multiple shots are goin' through ya chest

You must have called Pastor Troy 'cause boy you is blessed

And I'ma take him out the game y'all (It ain't no thang y'all)

You wanna buck, I'll rip you up like a chainsaw

The game's raw, boy, please believe it

Keep your bible with you cause you gon' be needin' Jesus

Fiendin' for chart-toppin' hits

And Archie ain't gon' stop droppin' shit

I'ma make a million dollars then stand on the top of it

Rockin' it, till the day I die in this game

Archie with the Phat Boy addin' the fire to the flame ****

We ready (What, what)

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We ready (What, what)

For y'all (What, what)

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For y'all

I'm ready, I'm ready

Rasheeda

Who came to crank this bitch up like a new Lac? (Lac)

It be that diva Rasheeda, so holla back (Back)

Click clackin' on these **** switch, hittin' on them snitches (Snitches)

And in the mean while, playa I be stackin' riches, (Riches)

I switch positions, now its Phat boy and D-LO

And we ready for you **** comin' through the door

I told ya'll once before, boy ain't no I in teams (Teams)

Now ATL will know Rasheeda, now what you mean (Now what you mean)

I got my enemy in sight and my target locked

Man, fuck these busters, Kurt pull it and let em drop (And let em drop)

I'm off da meter pull the heater from out my purse (My purse)

And break these **** off somethin', pullin' up their skirts (Skirts)

I leave the game hurt, what!

We ready (What, what)

We ready (What, what)

We ready (C'mon, who's ready?)

For y'all (What, what)

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We ready (What, what)

For y'all (What, what, who's ready?)

You ain't ready for us, 'cause you ain't ready for me

Courtney be chop and knock a **** down to his knees

Stay as crunk as can be, who keeps it crunker than we?

Nobody that's why we comin' throwin' bows and them knees

See our foes and they freeze, they be some suckas at heart

We ready for what you bringin so we bust ya apart

You bustas ain't hard, stack 'em up and knockin' em down

Another cop in the ground, boy, who stoppin' me now?

Choppin' em down, see how quick you drop to the ground

Playin' to be raw with ya ball likes to knock you around

I done twisted up the game, there's a knot in it now

And if you didn't see it comin', Phat Boy lockin it down

We ready (What, what)

We ready (What, what)

We ready (We ready, we ready)

For y'all (What, what)

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We ready (What, what)

We ready (What, what)

For y'all