[Chorus] (*background in parenthesis*) We ready(what, what) We ready(what, what) We ready(we ready, we ready) For yalllll(come on, we ready, come on) We ready(we ready for) We ready(we ready for) We ready(we ready for) For yall(we ready, we ready) [Verse 1] Aint no question bout, who the best Macy gon lay the track and Archie come to do the rest Step in the way, multiple shots are goin through your chest You must have called Pastor Troy cuz boy, you is blessed And Ima take him out the game yall It aint no thang yall You wanna buck Ill rip you up like a chainsaw The games raw, boy, please believe it Keep your bible with you cause you gonna be needin Jesus Fiendin for chart-toppin hits And Archie aint gonna stop droppin shit Ima make a million dollars then stand on the top of it Rockin it, until the day I die in this game Archie with the Phat Boy addin the fire to the fame [Chorus](2x) (what, what in background) [Verse 2] A-T-L we bout that head bustin, we leave you dead cousin Whassup, huh bitch nigga, you said somethin If you ready why you stumblin to the floor, huh? If you ready why you stutterin "I aint drunk" Ima show em why they call us dirty There is no mercy for playa haters cause he aint worthy Heard of me then, "Hell naw" before, bet you done heard of me now Atlanta, Georgia where the dirty be found See I done did this since my younger days Only 16 but my pockets never underage So lets get paid, cause I stay ready for it, please And you is crazy if you think you ready for me, so who ready [Chorus](2x) (what, what in background) [Verse 3] You aint ready for us, cause you aint ready for me Courtney B chop and knock a nigga down to his knees Stay as crunk as can be Who keeps it crunker than we Nobody thats why we comin throwin bows and them knees See our foes and they freeze They be some suckas at heart We ready for what you bringin so we bust ya apart You bustas aint hard, stack em up and knockin em down Another cop in the ground, boy, who stoppin me now Choppin em down, see how quick you drop to the ground Playin to be raw with ya ball likes to knock you around I done twisted up the game, theres a knot in it now And if you didnt see it comin, Phat Boy lockin it down [Chorus](2x)
Artist: Archie
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