Black Rob - Ready lyrics

Round town, I'm bound, shake the ground Shake the town, wave the pound, laid you down Round town, I'm bound, shake the ground Shake the town, wave the pound, laid you down And that's how we approach these f*ggots Try an' gon be fly but they still maggots I'm sure all I gotta do is call my man .40 cal, watch yourself, I'll spoil your plans I'm the up top gangsta, the star in the hood One of the few muF'f**as that ain't scared of Suge Fam, that was 9-5, man, f** the pa** See n***as out there frontin' bodyguards up they a**, man He's Black Rob, he's okay Play and you'll get robbed today Ya'll know how I'm comin' through the Source Awards Somebody's j**els got jacked, man, it must've been yours Ya'll dudes be talkin' out the side of your mouth So I put the gem star on the side of your mouth I ain't sell no records, made no cash yet f** dude,' cause my n***as is goons in every aspect And don't get beside yourself A lot of sh** gonna be f**ed up beside your health, man He's Black Rob, he's a thug f** with him, you'll get f**ed up Fam, I don't threaten dudes, that's a promise That's honest, you can kiss my ring and pay homage Or get smart, read books by Nostradamus Meanwhile, I'm deep-sea diving, oceanomics I seen green, more green than the Sonics More green than the Geico lizard, the grand wizard The 9 mm scope, I walk up on a n***a Put the 9 to his throat and watch him shake like the Pope He's Black Rob, he's our friend [Incomprehensible] Rob is back again Aww man, ya'll n***as done got me hype This is it, we fit the same stereotype If a n***a wanna while we can do that too f** the model b**hes, well, we can screw that too Yeah, man, notice I said "we" She's a J-you-M-P Man, off top, fam, I got figures in the game She's f**in' with all the top n***as He's Black Rob, he's our man If he can't do it, no one can Yeah, 'bout to put the whole game on smash Alumni, I put the whole name on smash After this they gon' wanna lace me pretty Who's your man 'cause they can't make it JC Penney Who's your Bad Boy, BR, back with the nutritious Black attacks like a pit bull vicious It's goin' down, fam, I'ma bout to shake the ground It's uptown, holla, at your man