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letra de ready for it - iz bo

[intro]
(his name’s pablo)

[chorus: ysr gramz]
it can go down right now, is you ready for it?
you can get rich right now, is you ready for it?
i can look you in your eyes right now, you ain’t ready for it
i know some n-ggas really with the sh-t, yeah, they ready for it
it can go down right now, is you ready for it?
you can get rich right now, is you ready for it?
i can look you in your eyes right now, you ain’t ready for it
i know some n-ggas with the sh-ts, yeah, they ready for it
[verse 1: ysr gramz]
when my n-gga changed up, i wasn’t ready for it
fall off and get the money back, gotta keep it goin’
i can tell he ain’t got no money ’cause he keep it showin’
i can make a n-gga catch a bullet like terrell owens
boy, you don’t know n-ggas fold every day?
b-tches hoes every day, change clothes every day
fall asleep, wake up, young n-gga, get paid
where i’m from, young n-ggas’ first gun is a k

[verse 2: baglife tee]
i know n-ggas who ain’t even got a gun, but keep a blade
treat you n-ggas like my son, better yet, a black slave
no, you n-ggas not tough, i’ll put you in a grave
my first time seein’ buffs, i was in the sixth grade
exotic weed in my blunt, i ain’t smokin’ mid-grade
i know bo and gramz with me, they gon’ take it to the grave
a lot of n-ggas ain’t with me ’cause they all turned fake
keep my grass cut low so i watch for the snakes
brodie trappin’ on the low, he gotta watch for the jakes
if a package on the floor, i’m runnin’ to it like a race
the people say they like my flow because i switch to any pace
every time i get a ‘bow, i hit my knees and say my grace

[verse 3: iz bo]
babies really havin’ babies, this sh-t devastating
boy, you still payin’ notes, you got eleven payments
your bars get an f if we had to letter grade it
i got the chips and the dip, yeah, i better made it
me, gramz, and tee really bag sak runner chasin’
i’m tryna stack the money up like i just got the crates in
i ain’t muslim, i’ll get you fried, yeah, i eat bacon
hoes really think you’ll fall in love off some cheek shakin’
waitin’ on my guys to fall off, n-gga, keep waitin’
in the back with your b-tch, it sound like we beat makin’
watch how you look at me, you’ll get your cheese taken
gramz and tee both upped they drac’, now your knees shakin’

- iz bo

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