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War Ready

Rick Ross, Jeezy1 Jan 2014

War Ready Lyrics

War Ready - Rick Ross/Jeezy

War ready

 

You got shooters

 

I've got shooters

 

We've got money

 

Let's do what them other niggas can't do

 

Mastermind

 

Ni**a got a thousand guns ni**a

 

If money is power ni**a then I've got millions of power

 

17 I was chargin' niggas 17

 

Ridin' clean youngest ni**a in the Medellín

Bomber green in that thang in the middle lane

 

Did some thangs for my niggas which I can't explain

 

Versace slippers 20 chains b**ch I'm Dana Dane

 

Put a patch over your eye f**k with my petty chains

 

F**k what you heard for that bird I'm a dirty ni**a

 

Laid to rest by the one you thought was workin' with yah

 

War ready the game just wanna take my life

 

War ready p**sy boy we all could die tonight

 

War ready fast cash above the law

 

War ready gas mask when them choppers talk

 

Line when you're war ready

Chopper shoot a thousand rounds when you're war ready

 

Just another mama crying when you're war ready

 

Just another homicide cause we war ready

 

Killas on the front line when you're war ready

 

Chopper shoot a thousand rounds when you're war ready

 

Just another mama crying cause we're war ready

 

Just another homicide when you're war ready

War war war

A coward dies a thousand deaths

A real ni**a dies but one

 

21 gun salute out of the top of your drop top coupe

I know a lot of niggas gon' hate to see this

Yeah I wish they could see this

I'll never fall for what I stand for

This year Fernando

We could live today blood and die tonight cuz

Box Chevy hit the block run the whole 50 shots

You just poppin' 'til you know you can't pop 'em no more

We done came through the block and sold many color drops

And these mothaf**kas think you can't drop 'em no more

All right a ni**a put some change on your head

Damn right f**k around clear my safe out

I got a few digi scales and a couple Denzels

And you mothaf**kin' right this a safe house

Give me the K and a shovel I'll bury that ni**a

 

Be his pallbearer so I can carry that ni**a

 

What you gonna hit him with the Glock or the chop

Look I wouldn't give a f**k if they were sharin' that ni**a

You mothaf**kas out here always talkin'

 

'Bout what another mothaf**ka said

Yeah I got that F&H when that mothaf**ka hostin'

 

I ain't out here to mothaf**kin' play

Why these f**k niggas always cryin' 'bout somethin'

Either you're livin' like a ho or you're dyin' 'bout somethin'

Try to let that Rollie breathe but it's hidin' in my sleeve

Like that motherf**ker timid or shy about somethin'

Tomorrow ain't promised ni**a roll up that w**d

Gotta stay strapped to live the life I lead

Start your own alphabet with all them G's

Open up a hundred doors with all them keys

Yeah we live for them coupes but we dyin' by the gun

Missed his court date now my ni**a on the run

Big sh*t poppin' in his pocket like a lighter

Sh*t bag leave a grown ni**a in a diaper

Hangin' out the Rolls on your mark get set

Let it go yeah hold that b**ch steady

When get to wrestlin' and them drums get to bussin'

 

Yeah I hope you p**sy niggas war ready

Killas on front line when you're war ready

 

Chopper shoot a thousand rounds when you're war ready

 

Just another mama crying when you're war ready

 

Just another homicide cause we war ready

War war war

Follow in my footstep I was born to die a soldier

Ni**a couldn't walk a mile found him naked in the

Shout out to the Vice Lords shout out to my Blood ni**a

Shout out to them GD's where that Crip love ni**a

Shout out to them dopeboys owe it to the plug ni**a

I could die a thousand times will never die a f**k ni**a

Shoutout to my city too my clip hold a 62

Ridin' down on 63 rest in peace to

Heroin and quinine

 

Cut that b**ch a thousand times

 

Said he need a brick

I text him back I'm stand in leg

 

You are another town

 

So I hade another betch

He never come back

 

Killas on front line when you're war ready

 

Chopper shoot a thousand rounds when you're war ready

 

Just another mama crying when you're war ready

 

Just another homicide cause we war ready

 

Killas on the front line when you're war ready

 

Chopper shoot a thousand rounds when you're war ready

 

Just another mama crying cause we're war ready

 

Just another homicide when you're war ready

War war war

 

***Lyrics are from third-parties***

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