Livewire - Ready 2 Ride (Remix) lyrics

Hook: When the funk really go down Who's really ready to ride When the funk really go down Who's really ready to ride [Stevie Joe] Everybody actin like they stack sh** And sell a bunch of packs Strapped with full metal jackets Really they be actors Non-factors in this trap sh** Get hit with that mac Spin 'em around backwards Middle finger to them crackers Nuts draggin on the pavement If I whip out a banger, b**h, Ima bang it No more scary n***as squares ain't hangin Pussies remain nameless, wishin they were famous Dare a n***a say I ain't ride when the time came I ain't bust mine, it must wasn't time Crossed that line, if you touch one of mine When it's really real, I'm the first one in line So, when it's funk, gas up and keep your eyes open Ridin around with no gun is how you die in Oakland It get trife in the town When it go down them pussies won't be around [Hook] [Philthy Rich] A n***a put 10 on my head like I ain't worth 50 Betta keep your receipts, you thinkin bout f**in wit me Play offense and defense, defense and offense And no I can't sleep till that n***a in a coffin Who really ready to ride, who really ready to slide Like my Ice city n***as, b**hes ho inside 4 5 6 shoutout bearfaced you know the real n***as, Regime and AJ you know what it is n***a From Dogtown to 3rd world Sem City, Cypress Village Acorn Hustalanity little n***as mobbing with us 5900 Mad Circle Free D and Tae 11-5 , 900 , shouts out Sobrante 35 Shook them lame n***as, we dont name n***as Lets keep it a 100. Thats where you got your fame n***a But u wasn't riding But now i guess you mobbin Get up on these track and do a whole bunch of lying [Hook] [Lil Blood] G-Lock 26, smack sh**, Blood bang 3rd World, Black Gate. Bounce out and make it rain f** n***as talkin out, Savi work the handthang Real sh** we keep banana clips for you orangutans Ruger go bang bang. I'll smack a n***a for Lil Tay My n***as no (?) He'll pop you up in broad day These rap n***as boosie. Got hitters on Belushi That will blow you out your Kufi. Rock with the baby Uzi (?) me rock with me guns up Lil Keith my big bruh. Got love for them Ghost Nuts p**y boy rap like a shotta but he fake as f** Fonk turned up, p**y boy wanna pa** the thump Crowd control, Terminator hold 100 drums Dischargin, no aimin, trippin with the honey bun Hit mission, black beanie, Black hoodie, barefaced Just the driver and the shooter, Im the driver and the shooter [Hook] [Shady Nate] When it go down, n***a ima be ready Choppa hold 100 rounds, I call it machete Leave a dreadhead brain look like its spaghetti Suction on the chop, i air it out just like its a Chevy No whistle tip Plus my cousin Mackin got the pump with the pistol grip Lower your tone when you're talkin to a boss That chip that you got on your shoulder, i'll knock it off And you already know what it is with the kid So i ain't gotta speak up on the dirt I did Omerta, The Mob. Its a code of silence Ol studio gangsta a** n***a be lyin Copped a handthang but never popped a damn thing When it go down, you relying on your main man But tell me is he gon ride for you? When you won't ride for yourself, You think he'll die for you [Hook] [J Stalin] Money on my mind, banger on my side n***a this west Oakland, we dont do them drive bys 5's, 30 dick hangin out my shirt b**hes can get it too. I ain't Captain Kirk Overchargin for the work and they gon pay it n***as know if i ever slide through, I'm gon spray it No sense of humor. Games i dont play em I put some change on your head and ima pay up Have a n***a knocked down as easy as a layup Put you in the Black Hole boy cause im a Raider He going in and out like a mixing fader Laugh now cry later n***a i be strapped like the Terminator Change your life, Introduce you to Al Qaeda Serve a n***a 223's like a waiter Thats what we do to a player hater [Hook]