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Title: Hope You Ready
Artist: F.A.M.(Family Above Money)
Mixtape: Critically Acclaimed
Year: 2008
Hosted By: Dj Bizkit
Lyrics:
Hook-
-I hope you ready, homie, I hope you ready, homie/
-Cause what you comin' for I hope you know is deadly, homie/
-I hope you ready, homie, I hope you ready, homie/
-Cause what you comin' for I hope you know is heavy, homie/
-I hope you ready, homie, I hope you ready, homie/
-Cause what you comin' for I hope you know is deadly, homie/
-I hope you ready, homie, I hope you ready, homie/
-Cause what you comin' for I hope you know is heavy, homie/
-Where we comin' from, I'm repping New York/
-We rockin' timberlands and we smoking Newports/
Fatal Lyrix (Verse 1)-
-I'm reppin' New York (York), we keep it fuckin' real/
-We packing Newports and we keep the fuckin' steal/
-I got some bad news that your shawty's sucking still/
-Bad for you, good for me, now we know the one they feel/
-I hope you ready for what's coming is deadly/
-You lay in back of the Chevy, you making that shit too heavy/
-So take him out of the trunk and chop him with the machete/
-Stop being a little punk and make sure he gets buried/
-Be weary when shit gets scary, we fighting but it's not fairly/
-And no, we don't do it rarely, because we doing it daily, so HOLD/
-Just a slight delay (lay), Then we make them say (say)/
-When we hit the break, push the gas/
-When I push the cash, I'ma push it fast/
-Now I'ma pull her hair, then I'ma push her ass/
-Push it real hard, push it, push it real hard/
-I got these steal bars that can kill stars/
Hook 2
AutoMatik (Verse 2)-
-New York, true talk, keep it hundred like Newports/
-Your girl sucking on balls, make it a new sport/
-And while you gripping bogies I'm piffing stogies/
-Everything you spittin' is phony, you living baloney so don't/
-Act like you know me, try to call me your homie/
-Because it's the one only, or try to talk to the police/
-Because they crooked, the rap game went down south so I just took it/
-And brung it back to Brooklyn/
-We Long Island rappers but got everybody looking/
-We on stage like libraries cause everybody's booking/
-Studio's like baking soda, that crack I'm cooking/
-And I fight like the end of a verse, I'm 'bout to put the hook in/
Hook 3
Sikkz Stikkz (Verse 3)-
-Stikkz, Fatal, Matik ready homie, come with something deadly on me/
-Stay with the piff, plus I keep a couple gramies on me/
-When you see me, bitch, there maybe ain't no jewelery on me/
-Probably ain't no rubies on me, guaranteed the tooly's on me/
-Raps just got to be mastered, bitch, the flows just got to be accurate/
-And when it all comes out then it's labeled as a platinum hit/
-You gon' diminish when I show you what real action is/
-Destructive like a menace when I grab the fifth, I'm passing clips/
-I'm telling it, y'all wack and shit (EH)/
-Y'all rapping stiff, I'm immaculate and I don't want to hear y'all rappers spit/
-If your bone is broke then they caster it/
-Your flow got a hole so, motha-fucka, plaster it/ |