My rope all freezy dope on the TV Ecstasy especially out the GT You next to me you best to be holdin somethin too Least you can say you let somethin fly when somethin flew These niggaz get hit and call they lawyer And try to sue you that's a bitch nigga for ya I'm tough like Mayoga and De La Hoya I saw ya Man niggaz'll stack nines for that Cola Cause zips in my shit I don't grow stems Him got 14 karats carrots and gold rims Why say somethin about my name Don't jump out the window it's safer jumpin out a plane I can't ditch my bitch it's somethin 'bout her brain If she put her mind to it she could suck out a vein You don't want a lead shower stay the fuck out the rain There's so much ammo niggaz don't gotta aim You don't get a warnin there's no heads up when it's on Here it comes ready or not Don't be out there snorin one eye blink and you're gone Keep it cocked and ready to pop The man makes no mistakes it's been on since the day I was born Stop drop or get lead in your knot I'm known in hip-hop but I'm still ridin around with my chrome Here it comes ready or not Yeah yeah My little shooter's 16 from the projects Glock-16 with the Napoleon complex I'm in and out the projects my lifestyle pleasant You You live life like a barbaric peasant Me without my gun in the streets is like a Muslim eatin pig feet Fuck the pigs on the street They all wanna off a nigga and when these rappers Get shot they ain't gangsta they turn into corporate niggaz You die if it's rated R If it's PG-13 you leave with a scar R.I.P. to Troy and Bags big shout to Hommo They got fishin money cooked buy me the Apollo These model hoes swallow I buy another bottle Of this M.O.B. nigga that's my motto These rappers ain't kings they pawns And got dust bunnies on they guns You don't get a warnin there's no heads up when it's on Here it comes ready or not Don't be out there snorin one eye blink and you're gone Keep it cocked and ready to pop The man makes no mistakes it's been on since the day I was born Stop drop or get lead in your knot I'm known in hip-hop but I'm still ridin around with my chrome Here it comes ready or not I think God spent a lil' extra time on me Pop planted a miracle seed my mom ain't see I got a high intelligence level I ain't no dummy I ain't satisfied with 10 mil' that ain't no money My talents are blood deep you can't take those from me And my sense of humor's shot I don't take jokes funny My paranoia rolls with my bullet holes Givin me a third eye my foes can get a magazine full of those The hip-hop cops follow my Suburban Hopin they can find a pistol on him when they search him I'm icier in person they like me when I'm cursin So here's a dirty version you only heard me urban If niggaz try to hurt him the I-30's squirtin Right through your curtain don't stop 'til you murk him Mechanical workin Hechler handle's jerkin That'll pull the Gate in after you Heavenly church him You don't get a warnin there's no heads up when it's on Here it comes ready or not Don't be out there snorin one eye blink and you're gone Keep it cocked and ready to pop The man makes no mistakes it's been on since the day I was born Stop drop or get lead in your knot I'm known in hip-hop but I'm still ridin around with my chrome Here it comes ready or not