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I'm Ready (feat. Cam'ron, Jimmy Jones & Juelz Santana)
The Diplomats
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Heatmakerz, Killa Let's do it This is it right here (come on man) I feel good man, Taliban! Diplomats.. come on! Yeah, Jim Jones, where you at baby? Juelz Santana (I feel good right now man) This is music right here Once again where you at I feel like Rocky or something, man Yo, they try to box me in the corner for the longest No keys, lock me in this corner for the longest but (I'm ready... I'm ready...) Somehow I managed to creep from under the rock Linking up with Cam, him linking up with the Roc now (I'm ready... I'm ready...) Shit I told you, I won't fail you niggas man (I got this) Yo, this is powerful music I bring to the table The sequel to Abel the way I slang 'caine cause (I'm ready... I'm ready...) Yo, y'all know I'm past then focus, in case you haven't noticed Squeeze and blast 'em open as soon as the magnum opens (I'm ready... I'm ready...) Yeah I told you man, come on Uh, Cam gon' make me a star, I'm gonna make him a million Jones is here, we invading the building and (I'm ready... I'm ready...) Yeah Diplomat, for the last time we got this man I'm still on the corner grinding for them big stacks Big coke, big gat, don't ever forget that Yes sir, yes sir Oh yeah nigga, yo Ayo, my goal ain't to be number one on your charts If it happens, so be it we come with the art (talent) Everyone in my parks, they still moving Holding jums in the front of the... Yo, I do this shit sick, stuffy, congested They don't give a **** if you sick You still get cuffed and arrested (click clank) My justice is wretched You get knocked down Please, grab your crutches, keep stepping (Frankie!) 'Cause the game we done held back too long The pain we done felt that too long Bitch, we done dealt that too long And my pops it don't help that you gone Myself should move on (woooo!) It's scary and I'm gonna need help (yep!) Streets fluster me Dogs, mother****ers don't help (NO!) Fiends, junkies in the corner don't help Knee deep in my grave on these blocks I'm a goner myself, but Huh, Killa (Killa..) I'm here y'all Huh, I'm ready, I'm ready Huh, hey, yo What up buzzing, buzzing? Birds, flip a dozen dozen Holla at your boy, boy you thought your cousin wasn't (Huh, I'm ready, yes sir, here we go now) Jim Jones c'est ce bon, Santana magnifique Y'all niggas know holla at me if it's any beef (Yes sir, gats, guns, knives...) I know it's vice versa We like murder we come thick in the truck But yo, if you got bitches to **** Hit me up dog (Yeah, I'm ready, uh) Far as lyrics go, they rocking recitals It won't stop 'til I'm on top with the title Hustling, no stopping the cycle, I'm shopping for rifles I'm not for the idols The Twin Towers, dog We on top of the Eiffel like La Pisa Pisa, eating a piece of pizza You can't be where I be dog, you need a visa Come on, chief on reefer Please believe it I will squeeze and leave ya All bullets they will heat and seek ya Harlem World, I'ma swell my town You a clown you can't tell by now, that I'm... What do y'all expect man? (I'm ready) We're coming for the title (holla) You here with us A Dipset, Taliban Juelz Santana, bandana (Killa) B's up (Freekey) Jim Jones, Capo status (holla) Guru, it's a wrap
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