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Ready to Die

Ready to Die

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Yeah, yeah, you ready motherfucker? We gonna kill your ass (I'm ready) As I grab the Glock, put it to your headpiece One in the chamber, the safety is off release Straight at your dome, homes, I wanna see cabbage Biggie Smalls the savage, doing your brain cells much damage Teflon is the material for the imperial Mic ripper, girl stripper, the Henny sipper I drop lyrics off and on like a lightswitch Quick to grab the right bitch and make her drive the Q 45, Glocks and TEC are expected when I wreck shit Respect is collected, so check it I got techniques dripping out my buttcheeks Sleep on my stomach so I don't fuck up my sheets, huh My shit is deep, deeper than my grave, G I'm ready to die and nobody can save me Fuck the world, fuck my moms and my girl My life is played out like a Jheri curl, I'm ready to die! (Yes, I'm ready) (Yes, I'm ready) (Yes, I'm ready) (So die motherfuckers, die motherfuckers, die) As I sit back and look when I used to be a crook Doing whatever it took from snatching chains to pocketbooks A big bad motherfucker on the wrong road I got some drugs, tried to get the avenue sewed I want it all from the Rolex's to the Lexus Getting paid is all I expected My mother didn't give me what I want, what the fuck? Now I've got a Glock making motherfuckers duck Shit is real and hungry's how I feel I rob and steal because that money got that whip appeal Kicking niggas down the steps just for rep Any repercussion lead to niggas getting wet The infrared's at your head real steady You better grab your guns 'cause I'm ready (Yes, I'm ready) (Yes, I'm ready) I'm ready to die (Yes, I'm ready) Nah we ain't gonna kill your ass yet, we gonna make you suffer (So die motherfuckers, die motherfuckers, die) In a sec, I throw the TEC to your fucking neck Everybody hit the deck, Biggie 'bout to get some rec' Quick to leave you in a coffin for slick talking You better act like CeCe and keep on walking When I hit ya, I split ya to the white meat You swung a left, you swung a right, you fell to the concrete Your face, my feet, they meet with stompin' I'm rippin' MCs from Tallahassee to Compton Biggie Smalls on a higher plane Niggas say I'm strange, deranged because I put the 12 gauge to your brain Make your shit splatter Mix the blood like batter then my pocket gets fatter After the hit, leave you on the street with your neck slit Down your backbone to where your motherfucking shit drip The shit I kick, ripping through the vest Biggie Smalls passing any test, I'm ready to die! (Yes, I'm ready) (Yes, I'm ready) I'm ready (Yes, I'm ready) Time to go, we gon' put you out your misery motherfucker Niggas definitely know what time it is (Yes, I'm ready) The Notorious one in full effect, '93 (Yes, I'm ready) Uhh, uhh (Yes, I'm ready) (So die motherfuckers, die motherfuckers, die) Suicidal, I'm ready! (Yes, I'm ready) (So die motherfuckers, die motherfuckers, die) Now I lay me down to sleep (Yeah) Pray the Lord my soul to keep If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take 'Cause I'm ready to die All y'all motherfuckers come with me if you want to Biggie Smalls the biggest man Rocking on and on in ninety-three, Easy Mo Bee Third Eye and the rest of the Bad Boy fam I don't wanna see no crying at my funeral

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