
letra de stay ready - fredo bang, tec & b.g.
[intro]
(heero)
(oh, that’s a whole lotta money right there)
[verse 1: fredo bang]
mm, leavin’ with my dirt, i’ll never dig it up
seen some rainy days, every other dollar, i tried to save it up
the way that we was raised, you could pray to god, you still gotta keep it tucked
i can’t see no evil, all these bodies done f-cked my vision up
hmm, i thank god for my kids
when i think about my dogs, i wan’ split a n-gga wig
i got k!llers in the hood, can’t change they mind or how they feel
they been spinnin’ they whole life, it’s hard to change how they live
huh, n-ggas know we spinnin’ ’round this b-tch
he hop on live to sing a diss, we pull up tryna change the pitch
you know thе 7.62s’ll leave a hole big as a fish
switch on thе ar like a farm, but this b-tch here could cut a cl!ck
i know gangsters with no hustle, could pay they rent, they k!llin’ sh-t
i try to act like i can’t feel, i still drop tears about this sh-t
my dog k!ller dead, wish i could still shoot him in his sh-t
i know my aim good, i still pray when i shoot that i don’t miss
yeah, tell them b-tches line it up
think it’s sweet, then try your luck
loose ends, we tie ’em up
like collared shirts, we clutchin’ b-ttons
i’ll pop your top just like a can of crush
knock him off his feet, he kick up dirt, who next to bite the dust?
[chorus: fredo bang]
this ain’t what you want, this ain’t what you need
every time a n-gga play, we make them b-tches bleed
n-gga must’ve gone crazy, talkin’ ’bout smokin’ me
put his soul up in the air, he blowin’ with the leaves
sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, sat-rday, sunday
every day of the week, i be clutchin’, come f-ck with somethin’
yeah, huh
tell them b-tches i stay ready
[verse 2: tec]
really put that b-tch up on his partner, go ask homicide
favorite gun the yopper, keep it c-cked like tg kommas’ eye (b-tch, come here)
tryna catch the wave and drop like five, b-tch, it’s summertime
he layin’ in a pool of blood, blew all the dreads off that bomboclat
this that make ’em jump back on the porch sh-t (porch sh-t)
put him on everybody shirt, now he important (now he important)
this one for lil corden, i don’t know where remorse went
roll him up and torch him, we put holes in him like forces
sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday
on the way to his 9-to-5, left him in the driveway
sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday
i drop a thirty on his gang and they gon’ split it five ways
[chorus: fredo bang & b.g.]
this ain’t what you want, this ain’t what you need
every time a n-gga play, we make them b-tches bleed
n-gga must’ve gone crazy, talkin’ ’bout smokin’ me
put his soul up in the air, he blowin’ with the leaves
sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, sat-rday, sunday
every day of the week, i be clutchin’, come f-ck with somethin’
ooh, yeah
tell them b-tches i stay ready
[verse 3: b.g.]
gizzle ready for whatever, walk a n-gga down (down)
when i pull up in your city, know a boss in town (town)
when i pull up in your city, yeah, to haunt your town (i’m here)
n-ggas don’t really want no smoke, they just be talkin’ loud (p-ssy)
uptown livin’ legend, certified stepper (stepper)
cynthia first son, i’m a born k!ller (k!ller)
number-one hot boy, been a real n-gga (b-tch)
i ain’t from pittsburgh, but i love that steel, n-gga
i’m everything these n-ggas ain’t, what they wish they was (wish)
playin’ with me what your homie body missin’ for (missin’)
nine figures, yeah, that’s what i’m on a mission for (i’m on a mission)
sucker n-ggas in the way, that’s what i’m trippin’ for
[chorus: fredo bang]
this ain’t what you want, this ain’t what you need
every time a n-gga play, we make them b-tches bleed
n-gga must’ve gone crazy, talkin’ ’bout smokin’ me
put his soul up in the air, he blowin’ with the leaves
sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, sat-rday, sunday
every day of the week, i be clutchin’, come f-ck with somethin’
yeah, huh
tell them b-tches i stay ready
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