Get Ready Get Ready Get Ready--playa huh--Homie what All you Thugs Get Ready--all da clubbs get ready--Bussin sluggs get ready--playa huh--homie what East coast get ready--dirty south get ready--west coast get ready--playa huh--homie what Fed up wit you thuggs--goin head up wit you thuggs--can't let up on you thuggs Ready to mash on you thuggs
Quit runnin wit dose killers and thuggs I'll trade you love fo dem sluggs Wit dese petti cats slangin dey druggs Dey say dey love you, I know But all dey want is da dough Still want it Rain Hail Sleet Snow
N all ou playaz -- thuggs You got dese girls in dese clubbs
Got yo glock wit yo dropp I rather be in God's will While dey plottin to kill You can't adjust to da truth Ima still be keepin it real
Na tell me what you thuggs beleivin You rather slide down a mountain full blades
Say you be back on Manyanna
I was sent by God -- gotta message fo yo thuggs You ain't feelin me huh--Dat's why you steady bussin sluggs Leavin em dead in dey blood--got mommas feelin like what But Jesus shedd his own blood -- you claim to be a thugg You a coward dat's why you steady packin a steel You a coward dat's why you leavin 'em dead in da field You a coward I know son you claim you keepin it real Maken dem mills you live -- you die fo da scrill
Forget you rappers dat won't hear me See you laughin -- jokin like it's a game Da times I be feelin da fire yo Holy Spirit I know dat you thuggs gone feel it
You betta listen to me son To look my Lord up in his eye You waste yo life gettin high So was it worth it wit yo homies pufin lah