Poppy - I'm Ready lyrics

(*talking*) These n***as funny bunny man, funny a** n***as With all these, funny a** hugs, funny a** handshakes All this, hey what's up ah n***a, I ain't your motherf**ing friend n***a I know you wanna see me all feet broke, looking bad n***a Or dead in these streets, but you know what n***a It's f** me, naw n***a it's f** you n***a I don't like nan one of you co*ks**ers n***a This year it's all about me b**h, I'm one deep n***a A bunch of money, a bunch of hoes, a bunch of guns n***a Getting ready for you cowards n***a, I knew the day was coming n***a I knew one day it was all gon boil down to this n***a So, I've just been getting my sh** right, waiting for you punks [Lil' O] I got a call from my dog [Poppy] Oh, word on the street These n***as plotting on you baby, want you murdered this week Man I was up at Cornbread's, when I heard from a freak Jackers gon try to wet you, from your shirt to your feet [Lil' O] I burst out my sleep, hopped up adrenaline pumping Like a dick in a b**h, man I knew they'd be coming Wanting my bricks, want dough, wanting my onions And the way my wife look, they'd probably want my woman What left to do, but mob up and get your crew I got dressed, and I hopped in a Lexus Coupe I called Poppy on the phone (oh, what next to do) Meet me at the Texaco, don't forget the tools I got my hard hat on, we bout to put in some work These n***as bout to get put in the dirt I'm like a AIDS needle, n***a in your jugular, I put in the hurt You n***as bout to get put in the church, motherf**ers [Chorus - 2x] Cause n***as wanna get me for my life, but I'm ready Jackers wanna get me for my ice and my feddy You must think I'm soft in the streets, I'm deadly 4-5 steady, n***a I'm ready [Poppy] Man I'm coming with the L the same, touch open it's hell to pay I got something for those, who wanna take our wealth away n***as I'm through talking, there ain't got nothing else to say I won't stop spitting, till your physical health decay Until you dead from the belt down, plotting to jack And trying to catch my n***a slipping, and put Glocks to his back Snatch his clothes, his j**els and them knots that he stack And leave him naked, face down with shots in his stocking cap But it ain't popping like that, we leave jackers brain dead We ready for y'all, don't make me put a flame through your head My n***as open, mine only know to make your brain lead Till everybody call you Kool-Aid, cause your shirt stain red Y'all better move around, black or stay back I know cats that spray gats, ready to make you f*ggots lay back I got something for you cowards, trying to take our chips I'll have you needing body work, that Maco can't fix [Chorus - 2x] [Lil' O] We got a tip they at the bu*t naked How ironic, cause we gon leave em bu*t naked With some bullets in they skulls, and they but taken Cause my n***as into torturing and bu*t raping, we ain't right Pulled up at the club, it's a murder at late night Caught em coming out with they partnas, to take flight And even though I know it ain't right, to take life I got my chopper ready to cut em, like steak knifes Hopped out saying, playboy you looking for me Half a second, that's how long it took him to peep One second, that's how long it took him to flee One and a half, how long it took me to squeeze Say goodbye, why do jacking n***as always think that they fly Think they bulletproof, think they can't die Had to show him, f** with O you'll get done in the blink of a eye Now you dead b**h, think I'ma cry, co*ks**ers [Chorus - 2x]